I've really loved it. It really, really touched me, and I can't help coming back to it and reading passages over and over again.

The last part is absolutely beautiful and I think it perfectly sums it all:

Our life is not free from difficulties. Our love is not uncomplicated. I understand how the idea alone of a father bedding his son is frightening. But this is your problem, not mine. I cannot help wanting this. I cannot help being content and happy with him, and it took us long enough to accept that we deserve happiness, too.

This. So deep and intense and beautiful.