I was so scared, growing up. This is one of the books I clutched to my heart like a lifeline.So the plot's absurd, the dialogue stilted and the unicorn laughable. I don't care any more now than I did then. The core message is that there's hope- and that hope can come from the most unlikely sources. There's a solemn joy that underlies so much of L'Engle's work but never more than here.Again, as an adult I see how steeped in Christianity L'Engle's work is, but it's okay. It's not like Orson Scott Card's preachifying- but more like the bones of the world as L'Engle saw it.