This is a very classic Jodi Picoult novel (readers of hers will know what I mean). It may not be one of her best reads, most controversial, or most shocking, but it’s a solid story about self discovery in very plain terms.
This book leads you to accept the inevitable; you know how to story ‘should’ end, but you want to believe you’ll be given the better, fairytale ending. And as realistically as can be, you’re given the ending that’s expected and not the happily ever after.
The story’s timeline bounces between past and present and each character shares thoughts of the same events happening from their own perspectives (something from Picoult that I do truly love reading).
I wish I could say I wanted more from this book, but I think the point of writing it the way she did is to leave the reader rightfully unsatisfied. Real life isn’t perfect and doesn’t check all the boxes. In the end of the day, life isn’t a happily ever after and this book forces you to experience that.
Quick, easy read that I’d recommend to anyone who likes Picoult and reading about moments in someone’s life, not their whole story.