Of all the books in this miniseries - which I love, btw - I like Summer Nights the least. Which is a shame, since a series you love should go out on a high note. I'm never quite sure whether this was written by Caroline B Cooney, or by someone ghostwriting for her. Some of the Cooney hallmarks that I love are there - choppy sentences, inner monologues of characters, a slight surreal tone - but compared to the first three, it feels like a Cooney book that's gone through a Picasso generator and co