**** 2.5 stars ****
Ohhhh really, what can I say about this book? I was looking forward to reading it, considering how many stars it has here on Goodreads, until I realized that everyone who loved this book is probably a huge fan of made-for-TV sobfests and Nicholas Sparks books. Listen, there's nothing wrong with either of those; they're just not my cup of tea.
Addy Shadd is an elderly woman in her 70s who manages to acquire a five-year-old ward, much like you would acquire a stray cat that won't leave your porch. (I admit, I am STILL shocked that no one went to the authorities or tried to find Sharla's mother.) She isn't too keen to be taking care of a little girl after living most of her life alone, but of course, Sharla ends up bringing the old woman joy and purpose in her twilight years.
Interspersed with the story of Addy raising Sharla are many flashbacks telling Addy's story as a teenager and a young woman. And here's where I began to lose it. As often as I enjoy the flashback method of telling a story, here it didn't quite work. The reader starts to become so invested in Addy's story that the Sharla storyline ends up as a distraction. Not only that, but I had to wonder why Lansens would treat Addy so poorly. Literally every happy event that Addy has is ruined by some horrific and tragic event. It just got to be too, too much.
Not only is the plot rather contrived (and of course, all the loose ends are tied up so very neatly at the end, which the reader can see coming from a mile away), but the writing wasn't all that great either. Too often it felt clumsy and choppy. And, near the end, I wanted to throw the book across the room when it referred to a family as "the Williams." This is my last name, so I am particular about it. Our family is "the Williamses," plural!
This is a pretty fluffy beach read that isn't even particularly well-written, but it seems to be popular here on Goodreads. Your mileage may vary from my experience.