by Jack Finney
Good, but not as good as the first one. Maybe I read then too close together .
Like the character, but the story wasn't as good this time. The poignancy of the penultimate chapter was great, but didn't fit the rest of the book somehow. The beginning, while necessary, just felt clumsy to me.
Ah, the good old days without all that nasty feminism. Of course it's better to live a hundred years ago, when there wasn't pollution except from all the fires and the horse poop, and when pregnancy was quite likely to kill the girl of your dreams, if some other disease for which she's never been v...