I am the only speech pathologist in this town, which means I get shuttled back and forth to different elementary schools in the San Diego suburbs. As mysteriously as it all started, the screaming went away and the next morning I married Oliver Jones - the Oliver Jones - and we just about lived happily ever after.
To this day, I don't know why that happened to me. There was no foreseeable problem that I could articulate. I had a job waiting for me when I returned from my honeymoon. I was marrying the man of my dreams in a prototypical white clapboard New England church, and the reception - a lavish one with white-gloved waiters and Beluga caviar - was going to be held in my parents' backyard.
I was barely nineteen, a straight-A student fresh out of Wellesley College and in 1976 that was still an accomplishment. I watched the lights come on in different houses - blue and yellow, blinking like Christmas - and wondered what was happening to me. We lived in a button-down suburb of Boston, and we were waking up the neighbors one by one. Even with my mouth closed, I continued - the high, shrill note of a nocturnal animal. My parents came into the room and put their arms around me they patted my head and smoothed my hair, fine, and I still couldn't stop screaming. I would not recommend this in book or audiobook form as it does not deliver.The night before I got married I woke up, screaming, from my sleep. The ending, while sad, does not pull all the loose ends together, although it makes the reader think it does. Their relationship seems forced to fit the story line. She seems like a young girl with appropriate behavior for her age, not more mature as Hadley claims. Her relationship with Hadley is a series of weak vignette that leaves me questioning what her attraction for him is.
The part of the story where she is traveling with Rebecca is humorous but I feel that Rebecca is never fully developed. Her problems with her father are pretty common and not extreme so the fact that they have sich an effect on her life with her husband is hard to believe. Her strength is commented on by her brother, but I don't see her as anything but fairly ordinary. For instance, Jane Jones, the main character is supposed to be the character that everyone circulates around but I don't feel convinced of that. The story line itself is fairly believable but I think Picoult fails to make her characters believable. It is on the weak side as far as the writing and character development goes. This book is not one of my favorites by Picoult.
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