Book 40
Finally, finally.
It's not that this was a bad book. It just has so many layers. The plot was fascinating and I was continually frustrated by the fact that it wouldn't move when I wanted to know what happens next.
One father, three sons from two different wives. Complicated relationships. Theology, philosophy, love and hate. A lot of people behaving badly.
Also, I felt like Russia was a character in herself. There was a bit of a monologue at the end where one brother is talking about running off to America and he makes it sound like death. That was pretty cool.
This is a good example of a book that I might have gotten more from if it hadn't taken so long. And I am not going to spend any more time writing about it, either.
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