Say your best friend is beautiful, smart and popular. But then you find out that her dad is crazy (like he bursts in the room during your sleepover brandishing a gun). You stay friends, but you know something's very wrong with her home life.
Imagine years later, you find out you didn't have an inkling of how bad it really was.
A Beautiful Child presents a true case of deception, murder and abuse that proves the adage truth is stranger than fiction.
It starts with the death of a young woman and follows the attempts of investigators (and the author) to find out who she was. But that's not even the half of it.
The true crime genre is filled with junk titles; books of poor writing and reporting that seem to have been produced to titillate. They have more in common with porn than literature.
But some are not that at all. Some, like A Beautiful Child, simply reveal a fascinating (if distrubing) story of the world around us.
SPOILER ALERT
This is something I would never do, but the book departs so radically from true-crime conventions that I can't help but address it. So, if you're still with me, what I'm trying to say is this: The mystery is unsolved. At the end of the book, "Sharon's" identity is still unknown, as is the body (or location) of her son. Floyd never confesses anything, nor does the DNA prove anything. The story is so bizarre and intriguing that it would be hard to argue this is a flaw. But as a reader, it's maybe the most shocking revelation of the book.