I'm sad I never picked this up when I was a kid. I would have loved it desperately then. I liked it a lot reading it now, but it wasn't the same. Dated in parts, but in a good way. I found myself analyzing the adults' actions a lot, and finding them for the most part believable. And Wolf. Mmmm, love those dramatic and mysterious boys, still. Also I wondered if perhaps Dewey from A Green Glass Sea owes her name to Davey? An extremely subtle tip of the hat, or my overactive imagination?