The Hartes and the Golds have lived next to one another all their children’s lives. Christopher Harte and Emily Gold grew up as friends and began dating as soon as they were old enough. But following a suicide pact that no one saw coming, Emily is dead and Chris alive with a lot of questions to answer.
I was initially leery of reading this, given how many fifteen-year-old girls have been raving to me about Jodi Picout’s other books. (No, damn your mother, I am NOT the guy who reads books written for fifteen-year-old girls! I mean, that mostly IS what I’ve been reading this year, but that is more down to horrible, horrible coincidence; it wasn’t planned like that.) That having been said, this was quite good. Nothing that made me rush out to buy more of Picoult’s work, but certainly it was a good portrait of families in grief, and a well-thought-out rumination on the nature of friendship and family.
A bit long, but I think that was more down to the fact that after almost a year of reading only Young Adult fiction and/or comics, my already stunted attention span needs a bit of stretching.
Try this, you’ll probably like it.