This was at least my third reading of this excellent novella, and I found my love for Steinbeck's clear, crisp prose remained undiminished as did my awe for the way this heartrending tragedy unfolds. However, I found the story had less overall impact on me this time around, it seemed like too much was packed into too short a space in both time and pages which left me with unanswered questions, and overall I think I cared a lot less about the subject matter than I had on previous readings. I suspect it's my reading tastes that have changed rather than being the fault of the book though as it's been some twenty odd years since I read it last.
I've left my rating at four stars because it's still well written and technically achieves a great deal in approximately one hundred pages, so therefore in my opinion deserves them, but I'm just not as enthusiastic about it as I once was.
Another buddy read with my dear friend Kim :-).