I also found it boring enough that I don't even remember all the things people find charming (okay, I vaguely remember the mimmoths).

I read it for the first time in fifth grade and while it registered to me as separate from the original three Murry books, of which my favorite was A Wind in the Door, it also seemed to be its own, valid thing. It was one of the first retellings of Noah that I encountered. I think I looked past a lot of the relationships to the seraphim and nephilim walking the earth in those days. What interests me is that I re-read it several times after that and I don't remember ever bouncing so solidly off its mores as I did this time. Maybe I am just feeling especially sensitized to sex-shaming right now.