I am not done yet, but I just spent the better part of my Saturday morning bawling on my deck. Coffee got cold, bugs were buzzing around my head, but I am loving this book. It's desperately sad and heart-wrenching, but sometimes a good cry over a fictional character's problems can be so cleansing! Not a good selection for book club, since I can think of a certain long, blonde-haired someone absolutely hating this book! Not enough gore, grisliness, or ghosts.