For eighteen years the Hartes and the Golds have lived next door to each other, sharing everything from Chinese food to chicken pox to carpool duty. Parents and children alike are best friends - so it's no surprise that in high school Chris and Emily's friendship blossoms into something more. They've been soul mates since they were born. When the midnight calls come in from the hospital, no one is prepared for the appalling truth: Emily is dead at seventeen from a gunshot wound to the head as part of an apparent suicide pact. The gun holds a single unspent bullet that Chris tells police he intended for himself, but a local detective has doubts. And the Hartes and Golds, in a single terrifying moment, must face every parent's worst fear: do we ever really know our children at all?
I saw one reviewer write: "Gosh, I want to hate her for writing books like this..." and I couldn't help but laugh, because I feel excacly the same!
This was my third Jodi Picoult book, and boy! Her books just hit me. And make me think and secondguess how I feel about every thing that is happening in the book.
For me Picoult is a master at writing flawed characters, that does really stupid stuff, and does things that are in no way acceptable. But still I can't help but care so so much about them. It's actually really frustrating, and at the same time so GOOD!
Looking forward to my next Jodi Picoult novel.
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