I’m still not quite sure what to think about this book. It is almost like reading two different books. I thoroughly enjoyed the beginning of the story. Celeste was struggling to connect with her daughter. Many of the things she said or felt were things that I identified with or could empathize with because of things my husband had experience with our son. Her husband, David, is a stay at home dad, so he has always had the stronger relationship with Rori, their daughter. When Rori gets sick, he’s devastated and doesn’t understand why Celeste isn’t more concerned. Celeste has a secret she’s too afraid to reveal, but then it all comes out anyway.
Then the book shifts. Something huge happens and Celeste changes. I don’t want to give too much away, but it felt like I was suddenly reading a different book. The psychological elements that Lucinda Berry (who is in fact a psychologist) explores are very interesting, just not at all what I was expecting. I had a harder time connecting with Celeste during the second half of the book. I wanted to get back to the original story line.
The writing is great, and I think Berry achieved what she set out to do with this book. It just took me a long time to get through it, and I sort of lost interest and had to just power through. If you’re a fan of books with unreliable narrators, you may enjoy this one more than I did. It’s well executed.
Rating: 3 Stars
Disclosure: I received this book for free from the publisher in exchange for an honest review. This fact does not in any way impact my thoughts/feelings about the book.