Hmmmm, what to say about this book. I don't think Kristin Hannah is a phenomenal writer, but I was very drawn in by this book. This book is truly a mother's worst nightmare, and as the mother of 3 sons, I guess I couldn't help but project myself out a few years and put myself in the position of some of the characters in the book. Would I act the way they acted? Hopefully, I will never find out, however, I felt a lot of the reactions that various characters of the book did not feel real to me.
Something about the way Kristin Hannah writes is very distracting to me, and I can't put my finger on what it is. Perhaps it is that she seems almost immature - like a high school writer? The nicknames the kids call each other in this book were so impossible, (really, Zack Attack???), and generic-ness of the whole seaming together of the plot just felt very amateur. I guess I would describe her as the Poor Man's Jodi Picoult. I think they both like to explore the same themes, but Jodi's style of writing is far superior.
I know I didn't say much about the book here, but didn't want to spoil anything either. I wouldn't even say I wouldn't read more by Hannah - just have to know going in that I'm not going to be wowed by her either.
Did I like it? Sure.... but sad. Would I recommend it? Sure... Rating? 3.5 stars out of 5.... I can't ignore that I couldn't put the book down.
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