"It was fairly exhausting to be a constant smokescreen for his blatant idiocy, but she persisted. It was an exercise in damage limitation in which she failed to realize that she herself was the most damaged. The relationship was broken, but they were both clinging to the wreckage."
This is one of those occasions that warrants buying up a few extra boxes of tissues because you are going to need them. The subject matter somewhat surprised me.Not having had children, I was shocked at how visceral a reaction I had to the stillbirth and the almost instinctive understanding of Hope's actions.
French is unrelenting in her depiction of the toxic relationship between Anna and her husband, to the extent that it should come with a trigger warning — or perhaps that's just me.
Ultimately, this story is a journey that celebrates the love and beauty that can come of despair and it is at its best when exploring relationships between women, and more specifically mothers.
5/5— nature or nurture, or both.
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