I think my rating of this book is pretty unfair so take it with a grain of salt. First, it started out so very like one of my favorite books of all time (Anne of Green Gables) that I think the bar was set far too high. Beyond some similarities in plot, time period, and character (I realize that sounds like a lot!), the two books are really worlds apart in terms of quality. Wiggin is far too heavy handed. Rebecca's 'specialness' is crammed down our throat every other paragraph and it gets old. I also don't think this novel has aged nearly as well as Montgomery's work. Finally, this book took me a ridiculously long time to finish and I am, therefore, extremely resentful of the time I feel I wasted slogging through this book.