I remember after I read it, it was all I could think about for days.

I can't believe I forgot about this book! Granted I read it over 5 years ago, but when I saw a friend had recently reviewed it, it all came flooding back. But I can't truly wish on her what I know now.'Įvery Last One is a book I will read again. I despise that woman, her foolish little worries and her cheap sympathies. 'One of the worst aspects of living now on the far shore is that across the chasm I can see my glib unknowing former self. After 'the event' in your life, whatever it may be, you long for the ordinariness of that 'Before' time and resent yourself for having been so complacent. When you get to the second half, you'll see the reason for the relatively bland first half. I kept going because I've liked two of Quindlen's other books. Soccer moms, summer camp, proms, upper middle class marriage. I will say this: The first half of the book seems like rather ordinary domestic fiction. The first review I saw said not to even read the inside flap of the dust jacket. When I brought it home, I looked it up here on Good Reads. If you're fortunate enough not to have been through the fire, there's much to be gained here in understanding another person's pain and knowing how best to help them.įor maximum impact, it's best to know as little as possible prior to reading the book. If you have experienced a devastating event that has permanently divided your life into a 'Before' and an 'After,' this book will really speak to your heart.

Every last one by anna quindlen