by Catherine Atkins
Let me just say that I read this under "false pretenses." A reviewer totally misrepresented what the book was about. Either he never finished the book or he was so anxious not to reveal the ending that he reviewed it based only on the events of the first few chapters. I'm not angry at him--his review made me want to read the book--but I was shocked at the difference between what I was led to expect and what really happened.
I won't make the same mistake, so I won't even mention the plot. You can find it on the book cover. But what I will mention is that it's extremely deep although short; so believable I can't believe it's not based on a true story; and un-putdownable. The young man's relationships with his father, brother, sister, stepmother, and best friend are so heartbreakingly real that--it's--it's like a Hallmark Special! No one is a stereotype and everyone gets a chance to show their true character.
I was sorry when it ended, but not sorry that it ended. It was time to move on--and that doesn't necessarily make a good story.
Only one note felt false--nobody ever suggested the young man see a trauma specialist. Not even the police. Not likely.
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