My sil suggested awhile back starting a book club. Shortly after that, a friend of mine started one. Nice timing. She suggested a book called “The Memory Keeper’s Daughter.” My friend said she couldn’t put it down, it was so good. And I remembered it was going to be turned into a movie.
I read all the summaries on/in the book cover and discussed the book with my husband. It sounded rather depressing. That’s as far into the book as I got.
It’s about a doctor who’s wife goes into labor with twins. The son is born fine, with no problems. The daughter is born with Down’s. The husband tells his nurse/assistant to take the daughter to an institution. Then he tells his wife her daughter died. Then the book goes on to tell of the difficulties they have as a couple and the woman’s depression after “losing” her daughter. And the son grows up without much of his mom’s involvement.
How is this supposed to be good?? I don’t want to be depressed reading a book where a family is torn apart emotionally due to some stupid man’s stupid lie. My point to reading any book is to learn something (non-fiction) or to be uplifted or entertained (religion or mystery–Agatha Christie).
So what was I supposed to get out of this book? If anyone’s read it feel free to share.
Hopefully next month’s will be better.