We all cope with grief differently. Some people cry for months, others become numb. I have found in the genre of inspirational fiction everyone seems to become complete assholes and selfish. Is this a requirement for such books? Divorce your loved one, hate your family and fight all the time. Then when timing is convenient for the writer the character realizes they have become assholes and changes in two pages. I have gotten so frustrated with this genre. It is the same formula over and over again.
I have created a book club for my family and friends and my nanny picked this book out to read. It is a story of lost babies and teenage pregnancy and lost dreams. Honestly, it is like every other book by Kristen Hannah and even ends suddenly. She can't finish I book. It makes my eyes twitch.
Being fair, this is a good book about real life struggles and she makes you feel for the characters. Too bad she does that and then just ends the friggen book.
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