Some years after his death, John D Macdonald remains much under-valued. The Travis McGee "colour" series parallels Macdonald's career and on re-reading can be seen to develop along with the maturity of the author. Travis observes things as John did. This blurring of the line between author and character is assisted by the use of the first person, and is fascinating in itself. However, it also reaches a new plane in 'Rain'. For twenty-odd years Travis represented the man who lived our dreams: unattached, entirely self-sufficient, a wolf among the sheep. In 'Rain', Macdonald courageously forces his hero to pay the price of those choices. I've read this book many times. The last chapter makes me cry every time (which is tough for a 41 year old Englishman). I don't weep for Travis, but for the end of all our dreams and the persistent treasure of family.