For a good two thirds of the book I was completely hooked, but then i began to work out where "the truth" lay. Somehow it all seemed just a bit too implausible; could anyone have really kept those secrets for thirty years? Could anyone really be as bitter as Miller had been? And did such quantities of alcohol have to be consumed?!
The setting certainly added to the atmosphere, but I think that, by the end, I was just a bit annoyed at how people's lies and secrets could have resulted in such tragedy and unhappiness.
However, it was extremely well written and I shall search out the other books by the author.