This is a story about a boy named Huck whose father comes back into town, and drunk as he is, abuses Huck. Huck eventually escapes and the story is telling his adventures that are at times hard to imagine because they are incredibly intense.
Intended at first as a simple story of a boy's adventures in the Mississippi Valley-a sequel to Tom Sawyer-the book grew and matured under Twain's hand into a work of immeasurable richness and complexity.
This book started out as a 5 star, but by the end it slid down to a 3. It just lost it's appeal to me, and I just couldn't wait to be done with it because it was so boring near the end. Huck was an alright character at best. I can't say I connected to any of the characters on a personal level. I didn't like the fact that by every next chapter it seemed like it was a new story. It felt at times like the chapters didn't really connect to one another, but that might just be a me thing and not the book thing you know.
Shame on anyone who thinks evil of this.