Sorry kids, no feet.

There was a moment when I didn't think I would finish this book. I was about half way when I found myself asking, "What is keeping me entertained?" Honestly, nothing was keeping me entertained. Stubbornness alone kept me going. That seems to be a constant theme in my life. Ask my mother. 

I will admit to knowing very little about Indian culture. Perhaps if I had a better understanding of Indian mythology, I might not have found the book to be such a trial. I did find myself involved enough with the characters to want to push forward. That combined with the fact that it's been deathly cold and snowing for the last two days was enough incentive to push me to the end of this book. 

So how do I justify a four star rating when it doesn't sound like I even liked the book? It took me  16 days to get through the first 3/4 of the book. It took me three hours (Constantly interrupted, hours. Stupid Mondays when kids aren't in school.) to get through the last 1/4. The end of this novel was riveting. Enough so that I might go ahead and pre-order the next one.