Author: Dawn French
This is a poignant novel by Dawn French which is told through the eyes of a mother and her two teenage children. Each chapter is narrated by a different voice, telling the story of a modern family, all living in their own separate bubbles, lurching towards meltdown.
To be honest I picked this book up expecting it to be another Marley and Me or something related to a dog. I was disappointed with the way it turned out. This book was nothing to do with a dog really, or even anything for that matter.
Each chapter is on from the POV of different people from a crazy household. The mother and the teenage daughter do not like each other and the son thinks too much of himself. The story does not really go anywhere, it just keeps dragging at the same place.
The character development is a far cry as there is no story development. I was literally forcing the characters to do something already by the time I had reached 50% of the book. The worse part was that each mundane incident was repeated from three, equally boring, point of views. I would understand if the even had been something Earth Shattering…but they are always on lines of “Oh, like, mom, like, you do not understand me.” Then we read “Oh, she thinks I do not understand her, but I do, I am a child psychologist.” Then we read. “Jolly, they do not understand each other.” This is literally a summary of 30% of the book’s content.
Sadly, I cannot recommend this book to anyone.