I agree with quite a few of the other reviewers: It seems like this author tried to introduce and then resolve various plot conflicts at the same time... poverty, alcoholism, theft, racism, good struggling against evil... and it seemed that she tried to solve them all, but they really only resol...
P.W. went and I tagged along—no longer mad with each other, just crazy. Nothing had been resolved; the mad phase had simply worn itself out. Still, he hadn’t told what happened the night of the cookout. When I asked he said “nothing,” as though it was something, but he had decided to be sweet and...