It took me a while to get into this book. Actually, I started it, then left it for a while, which caused me to not make some connections - but luckily this was a book club book so my book club friends cleared that up for me!
I seem to read a Jodi Picoult book every summer. This was a lot like the other ones I've read - some big topic (this one was forgiveness), multiple narratives and a twist at the end.
Last year, I read Small Great Things, which is about a white supremacist and a black nurse in a hospital. I was reading it at the same time as the stuff was happening in the USA in Charlottesville. It was surreal. There's a story in the news right now about a holocaust denier. The holocaust was terrible and this book has some incredibly descriptive accounts of it. You can't make that stuff up.
Goodreads says:
Some stories live forever . . .
Sage
Singer is a baker. She works through the night, preparing the day’s
breads and pastries, trying to escape a reality of loneliness, bad
memories, and the shadow of her mother’s death. When Josef Weber, an
elderly man in Sage’s grief support group, begins stopping by the
bakery, they strike up an unlikely friendship. Despite their
differences, they see in each other the hidden scars that others can’t,
and they become companions.
Everything changes on the day that
Josef confesses a long-buried and shameful secret—one that nobody else
in town would ever suspect—and asks Sage for an extraordinary favor. If
she says yes, she faces not only moral repercussions, but potentially
legal ones as well. With her own identity suddenly challenged, and the
integrity of the closest friend she’s ever had clouded, Sage begins to
question the assumptions and expectations she’s made about her life and
her family. When does a moral choice become a moral imperative? And
where does one draw the line between punishment and justice, forgiveness
and mercy?
In this searingly honest novel, Jodi Picoult
gracefully explores the lengths we will go in order to protect our
families and to keep the past from dictating the future
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