I really had no idea where this story was going when I started it, and even though Joyce, our viewpoint character, was likable for the most part, I still found myself hoping that she'd get her mindset changed on at least a couple of important points. As frustrated as she was with him, I really loved and sympathized with Gene from the outset, and I really wanted to knock Joyce upside the head a couple times for his sake. That said, I did very much love the bond that they had and the way that she really did want what was best for him, even though she stayed blind to certain very obvious aspects of that for much too long.
I loved the Fulton family and the way they just enfolded the siblings, especially the relationship between Matt and Gene. Oh, and I adored the dialogue, especially from the boys--it felt so authentic to the characters and so perfect for the period in a way that would be hard to emulate for a modern writer. The boys especially just felt so perfectly real, and I adored their banter!
One thing I realized pretty early on and didn't have my suspicions contradicted on was that it was written in a time when much less was known about mental health. It grated on me a bit to have everyone (including himself) write off Gene's struggles as his own stubbornness when it was pretty clear there was some serious depression and post-traumatic stress at work. Oddly enough, those things were written well enough to practically scream off the page, but since the psychiatrists had said his mind was perfectly healthy, that was it. Grrr... I can't really fault the author or the characters for being a product of their time, but I just really wanted to shake--I'm not sure what. Maybe the fifties. (:
As promised, there was a good spiritual message, even though I was a little concerned by some of Joyce's early comments and attitudes. It took some time to get to the truth of things and past some of the shallow misconceptions, but we did get there, which I was very happy with.
The story itself took plenty of turns that I didn't see coming, though thankfully not some of the ones I was braced for, and totally knocked me off my feet near the end with a twist so out of left field that...I'd made a throwaway comment in a much earlier chapter ("wait, don't tell me they were x") and then promptly forgotten all about it. But here's the thing. Even though I immediately saw how it was all going to work out, and even though I knew everyone was going to be all right, I cried buckets during that scene. Literally sobbed actual tears because I *felt* the wrench right along with them as everything got sorted out. Wow. Really, really good storytelling there. And it comes away with the 5-stars-even-though-I-cried award, which you know is high praise from me. ;)