After hoping the last Lucinda Berry book I read was a fluke, I think it's safe to say her books are not for me.
None of the characters are likeable. As a victim advocate, don't get me started on Randy and how badly she represents that role. She does not engage in a way that's trauma-informed, like trying to get Ella to "open up" about the rapes after mere days of being in the hospital. Jocelyn, the mother, was insufferable. Her heart is in the right place, but she does not think things through very well (if at all). I don't have much to say about Ella since it feels like we never really get to know her. I did genuinely feel bad for Sarah since given her circumstances, she never really had a chance in life.
The writing is flat. It feels like I'm being told a story rather than becoming immersed in the plot. Sadly, while this has a great premise, it feels more like a bad Lifetime movie with a rushed and unsatisfying ending.
Though the plot is certainly dark, it feels like Lucinda Berry is afraid to fully "go there" in a sense. It's like she's afraid to lean into the darkness and truly capture it, choosing to play it safe. Whether that's for her sake or the reader's, I'm not sure, but if you're going to write something disturbing, do it. Don't half-ass it. That's not to say that everything has to be graphic and/or explicit - less can often be more in that sense - but tonally, she never captures the emotion that's necessary to pull off a story like this. Unfortunate, because based on the summaries of the books that I have read and her other published works, Lucinda Berry has some intriguing ideas. The bones of what could be a great story are here, and in a more capable author's hands, it's one I'm sure I'd love. However, I won't be reaching for anything else by this author.