Well this is certainly an improvement on the first two volumes, even if I don't love it. It is, however, unreservedly likeable, and I think I get on with this volume in the series better than the previous two because there's less of that blasted mysticism getting in the way of story. Also, the structure of this is more interesting. Given that the narrative hangs on Charles Wallace sliding into other people and living their lives with little memory of his own, it almost comes across as interconnected short stories strung together, and given that I'm a fan of short stories I liked that structure very much. I do wish, however, that the featured generations of that family would have given themselves different names. There really is no need for an ceaseless procession of Zillas, even if the spelling varies slightly from one to the next. I grant you that this is a children's book, but it still needlessly telegraphs the connections well in advance.