[The Longest Weekend], British in setting and description, lacks the excitement which might have redeemed it for American readers…. [The plot] moves along rather quietly. The obscure point of it all seems to be that the quarrels are often mere misunderstandings, and there certainly can be no objection to that premise. Also, the more annoying, less satifying aspects of motherhood are candidly pointed up here. However, it's unlikely that this novel would engender interest among younger teenagers, and the juvenile style would put off any older teens.