Thank god this series is over. Never again do I have to suffer Stevens' misuse of words (and in this particular volume's turn at wildly inaccurate inventiveness: "quilled," a word that means to roll into tubes, was used twice when Stevens was describing hair standing on end, as if she thought that because porcupines have quills that you could acceptably turn their body part into a verb). This book, admittedly, did have two scenes that were pretty chilling, but that's about all the good I can say. Amelia is still a blithering idiot. I wish I had counted the number of times during the series that she would think to herself how dumb an idea was and then immediately follow the thought with "I don't know why I sat down / went to him / got in the car." That is not character building -- it's stupidity.