I have 2 problems with the fictional offerings of PEI writer, Margaret MacLeod Westlie. The first involves her intricate plotting and shocking twists (a woman murdered, a group of 19th c church Elders banding together as a security patrol in a rural community)… this sort of thing means that the book cannot be easily set aside but must be read in 1 or 2 sittings resulting in disruption of schedules, shopping, and even work. The second arises from the authentic PEI-Scottish setting, vocabulary, and characterizations which are so authentic that they make this reader profoundly homesick. If you are an Islander, read it at your peril.