Huh. I do not know what to make of this at all. Earlier today I thought I knew exactly what kind of review I was going to write, but then I got to the end and now I don't know at all. The three stars are averaging out 2 for the actual book (apart from any personal context) and 4 for my personal feelings about reading DWJ's last work before she died. 
 I hope to write something more comprehensible later, but let me just say one more thing for now: this is NOT a good place to start if you've never read any DWJ before. This is for people who love her already and are willing to forgive a lot of quirks and, well... incompleteness? Because that's how the ending feels to me: incomplete.