It wasn't until I was nearly to the end of this novel that I realized: Except for Martin, all of the main characters---all of the characters who make things happen in this novel---are women. The men play significant but supporting roles, which is a difference that's remarkable within suspense/horror (which is why I'm remarking upon it). 
 So, that's cool. Without getting spoilery, I also appreciate that McMahon went in a different direction with the resolution. Rather than the scorched-earth, gates of hell ending that's so frequent in the genre, the resolution here was more nurturing. I could call it more "feminine," but I'm not in the mood to analyze my latent gender stereotypes this morning. 
 After the resolution, the ending is a little epilogue-like, in the sense that it seems to just kind of hang there rather than feeling like it's connected to the rest of the novel. In addition, there's a big old red herring hanging there that kind of annoys me, I don't quite believe that Sara would be journaling and squirreling away pages in the midst of all that was happening, and Katherine ends up acting in a way that seems very much out of character, but in spite of these flaws I enjoyed this novel overall. I doubt it will stick with me, though.