Fabulous writing - so much so that I honestly felt like I was back in the 70s - and it was obvious to me that the author understood those times - there was no guess work, no flubs in her flashback...she understood how far forensics went in those days, and what the characters needed to be careful with in carrying out their plan....which can be researched, but it was more than that - a feeling she created that I believe she would have had to lived through the era to be able to write so clearly from those times. She took me there, back to 1977.... This `flashback' lasted for half the book....it could have honestly been a story all of its own, but what is so genius with how the author wrote this book, is that we get to then forward to the present day to see what becomes of their lives....and become involved in the present day journey....it's not a 1977 story with a cheesy epilogue....it's a story with one giant flashback...with one giant secret (or many smaller ones, depending on how you look at it, I suppose).
The entire plot was crafted like a prize winning quilt - fabrics chosen with care, cut with precise measurements and extremely sharp tools, handsewn together in a well planned out pattern. The characters are beautiful people - easy to connect with and relate to....with one exception - Ken. I didn't like Ken whatsoever, but what he brought to the story was a needed lesson for one of the characters.
I loved how chapters began with one of the letters CeeCee's mother wrote to her while on her deathbed....and the role in which these letters play within the story.
It seems to me that if there is an exception to liking a book, it is usually to the ending....I have to say, I can't possibly think of a better ending - it was realistic, tidy and satiating...it was final, and brought with it some emotion...and it ended quite symbolically....it lacked nothing.