Part One of the book was suspenseful and engaging, and I really enjoyed how the author alternated the POV in short chapters to move the action forward. Part Two (and onwards) felt like an entirely different book, one that I never quite got in to like I did with the first part. There were some beautiful moments, such as when Wanda swam with manatees at the spring, but the story grew ever more bleak and heavy. Maybe I was just not in the right headspace to tackle this increasingly relevant subject matter; perhaps it just hit a little too close to home.