The inspiration behind this story was the reimagining of the author's mother's life had she not wed at 18 and had 3 children by age 22, had she been able to choose her own path instead of uphold the cultural responsibilities of her sex. The vivid descriptions of the sights, sounds and smells really took me to India and had me dreaming of it for days after finishing.
Nature v nurture, the age old debate. What makes a good mother? If your mother was a no-show in your life, did that mean you were doomed to be a bad mother? Blythe’s mom left her and her dad when she was a little girl, and when her husband, Fox, starts talking babies, Blythe is doubtful about motherhood, but is desperate to keep Fox happy. Motherhood is hard, anyone will tell you that, but is it supposed to be THIS hard? And when tragedy strikes the family and the blame game starts, lines are drawn and sides are taken, for better or worse.
This was my first book by the sister writing duo publishing under the pen name Liv Constantine. Their earlier book, The Last Mrs. Parrish, received rave reviews and that was enough for me that when my mom asked me if I wanted to borrow this one, I said absolutely! The book opens strongly, with a woman gasping for breath in an inferno, struggling to make it to safety. It pretty much goes downhill from there. Why? Well, several things actually.
This book brought up soo many emotions...fear, anger, betrayal, frustration, guilt, empathy, and so many more I can't put words to right now. How do all of these emotions resonate with me as a reader? Easy, I'm a woman, and this book tells my story.
I'm not sure any other thriller thoroughly creeped me out the way this one did. I had this perpetual skin-crawling sensation the entire time I was reading this book, and I'm not really sure if it was in a good way or a bad way.