If I read a description of a book and there is something in it about a missing person, I have to read the book. It’s just something I do. I read the description of this book, which is about a teenage girl who goes missing for about a month in 1985 and how her disappearance affects her family and the people around her, and I instantly knew I wanted to read it. And this is despite the fact that I read a previous novel by this author and absolutely hated it.
This book was a pleasant surprise in comparison to the previous one I read (The Effect of Living Backwards). Mary, the girl who went missing, is the main character of the novel. She has come back to Massachusetts for her mother’s funeral. Everyone in Mary’s life believes that she faked her kidnapping 14 years previously. Her mother believed that most of all, and never got over what she thought her daughter had done, and even refused to see her before she died.
The novel tells the story from Mary’s perspective in her present, from her therapist’s perspective (as he wrote a bestselling book on her), and the story of what might have happened during Mary’s time away. There are so many themes in this book, from teenage girls and their sexuality, to psychotherapy, to people who sacrifice everything for image, including members of their own families.
I liked this book more in the beginning than in the end. At first I liked the dark humor in the characters, but I found it a little exhausting to read about people being so unkind to each other over and over again. Mary’s sisters, for example, make no secret of the fact that they dislike her, and watching her try so hard with them is almost painful. And the mother—she was so much more willing to believe that her daughter was a liar rather than a rape victim, that I just found her so hard to understand.
I think that this author is extremely talented, and I would definitely read another book of hers. I was really fascinated with the story of Mary’s time away and with what really happened.