SPOILER ALERT: Don't read unless you have read a few chapters of The Summer Garden.
I just posted this response to one of Clay's comments and wanted to share. For some reason I sometimes express what I'm feeling much better when I'm replying to someone's comments. (I can read Clay's comments because I know he's reading The Summer Garden right now and hasn't read any further than I have!)
"I keep beating myself up for getting mad at Alexander. I almost feel like it would be an easier pill to swallow if he were in a robe and comfy PJs in a veterans hospital somewhere, rocking back and forth and staring at his spoon. But his sheer meanness is just incredibly hard on the soul. And kudos to Paullina because I would stake my life on the fact that this is exactly how many traumatized men act when they return from war."