I've enjoyed Emily Giffin's other books, but this one left me unsatisfied in the end. It started off strong and had the opportunity to provide thought-provoking content, but ended without any real sense of closure for the original premise of the book.
A well-off family struggle with the aftermath of their sons actions. Actions that were both racially and sexually abhorrent. The mother and father completely disagree with the seriousness of the act, and how to handle it.
The story is told from two sides, the mother of the accused, and the father of the victim. Both the accused and the victim attend a posh private school together. The victim is a scholarship student, and not white.
Early on I was enthralled because it's one of those things not often discussed. What if you think you've raised your child right and they still do something totally against the morals that you thought you instilled in them?
However, the book lost focus on this aspect of the story somewhere along the way. Suddenly undertones of an attraction appear and then just as suddenly the book concludes with a closing that focuses once more on the closing, where a single interaction is supposed to be enough.
The lost focus and the closure of the book frustrated me as I wanted more about the original subject matter. In the end I was left less than fulfilled with a book that gave such promise in the beginning.