Supposed to be a suspense novel without any crime. The only "suspense" was whether or not Katherine would marry Barry, which wasn't suspenseful because I knew how the book would end from the first page, and it wasn't interesting because she was an annoying character. The lectures on feminism were stupid. It was published posthumously to bilk money out of Westlake fans. Whatever reason he had for not publishing it while he was alive was a good one.