This book is infuriating. A Cape Cod beach read set in the '60s should be an easy homerun, and yet at every possible turn, it strikes out looking. For the first quarter of the book you have a slow but enjoyable fish out of water story with a quaint, if underdeveloped, love triangle blossoming. And then everyone just becomes terrible, conniving, mean, judgmental, callous - - including the lead. By the out of left field, borderline homophobic, twisty thriller ending, all goodwill is lost. Who even are these characters? Certainly not the same ones from the rest of the book. Lort. What a colossal eff up this book is.