This book is on International ray. I got it from onniManni, Finland. It’s organized by bearyfriend, Singapore.
Let me start my review by boldly stating that I hated the book. Hate it hate it hate it. There.
Sure, the main plot is good. A doctor who found out that his newborn twins were one healthy and one with down syndrome, decided in split-second that he didn’t want the retarded baby girl. He gave her away to the nurse who helped the birth, asking her to take the baby to an institution who takes care this kind of babies. Instead of doing that, the nurse ran away and raising the baby as her own. The doctor told his wife that the baby’s dead. The story is split in two, taking the view from both families.
Interested? Well, I was too. Until I got to the first chapter, and quickly realized that the author couldn’t pull things together. I couldn’t care about the attempted poetic prose. The author just keeps going on and on, trying to make things sound beautiful, when they’re simply boring. This book can easily be cut in half without losing anything. OR the author could tell us more details about the characters, or the details of events, or more stuff, ANYTHING. Just don’t go one more time about how the blue her eyes are, or how the day is snowy. My Gosh.
I need to quote this hilarious paragraph, just to give you an idea.
“A breeze lifted the curtains. Outside, the dogwood was a bright cloud against the dark planks of the fence. David paused in his reading, watching the white petals fall and drift. He felt both comforted and troubled by their beauty, trying not to notice that they looked, from this distance, like snow.” So what if the petals look like snow? SO WHAT? What’s your point? Why is he trying not to notice that they look like snow? WHY? Really!
Seriously. Just imagine at least 1/3 of the book is full of this crap. On and on and on… It’s like listening to someone who’s trying to show that she’s smart, and failed miserably.
And don’t even get me started on the characters. Gosh. They’re the most shallow, unbelievable, and unlikeable bunch all put together in one novel. David whinny and undecided (confess? or not? confess? or not?). Norah childish and whinny. Caroline boring and pathetic. I cannot feel anything for any of them. They’re not even believable. Somehow the author tried so hard not to go into anything sexual, which I found fair at the beginning, I could think of them as asexual, until one of them starting to have several extra-marital affairs. It’s just ridiculous for one character to do this, moreover without any guilt whatsoever, when the readers are not given any insight into their sexual life! It just doesn’t work that way! Norah stiffed and felt so uncomfortable when David was as much as putting his hand on her back, which drove me crazy with question, so do you guys still have sex? Isn’t it the most natural thing in the world to let the readers know if the husband and wife still have sex or not when one of them starts taking off her clothes and having sex around with stranger? So apparently the characters are as irritating as the author’s writing.
Last but not least, the author KILLED the main character. Can it go any more cliché? Just kill the main character and everything will be resolved, right? Gosh.. And one more thing, how the hell can you just BURY a coffin without anything inside? Doesn’t anyone check? Does it mean people can start killing babies declaring that they died in birth? Nobody checks the coffin nor the baby right? This fact was nagging me at the back of my mind like nuts.
I hated this book with passion. I only finished it because despite all the flaws, I still wanted to see how it ended. Then the author KILLED the main character. Great. My agony was complete.
Ratings: 2 out of 5
At least I could finish it. I didn’t give 1 out of 5 because I know some people enjoy it, so its existence on earth is not entirely futile. I would stay away from Kim Edwards though. She’s blacklisted in my reading world.