*SPOILERS*
If there is one thing I appreciate, it is an author with cleverness and dedication. I enjoyed reading this book a great deal, but it wasn't until the end when he alluded to a message written from every first word of every chapter that I truly appreciated it. Because instead of just thinking that there was a message, I had to go find it; so I did. I went back to the first word of every chapter and I wrote down the message, which was a sweet one. Because I did kind of love the blind girl, the one who understands patterns and sees nothing, loves her brother, and loves her father so much she would abduct said brother and go to another country just to find him when she thinks he is missing.
The mystery of the story isn't an actual mystery. And I think that's the joy of it. Throughout, we hear the thoughts of Laureth's father, who is an author and obsessor of coincidence, because he had lost his notebook that contained his ideas. It was this notebook that led to the brother abduction and the chasing of coincidence through the streets of Manhattan. He sees patterns and coincidences everywhere, he is obsessed with the number 354 and thinks he sees it everywhere. We almost watch his apparently descend into madness and we think maybe something untoward really has happened to him. But in reality, much like all coincidence, all that happened was a series of events that led to another series of events. No mystery, no coincidence. And that made this book truly exemplary, that even though all of us get that cold chill when something eerie happens that seems like a strange and destined coincidence, it truly is nothing but simplicity and chance.
"One thing: when you learn what she deals with you might love the blind girl who knows that it's never been her sight that she needs; that it's trust, love, and faith, also."
If there is one thing I appreciate, it is an author with cleverness and dedication. I enjoyed reading this book a great deal, but it wasn't until the end when he alluded to a message written from every first word of every chapter that I truly appreciated it. Because instead of just thinking that there was a message, I had to go find it; so I did. I went back to the first word of every chapter and I wrote down the message, which was a sweet one. Because I did kind of love the blind girl, the one who understands patterns and sees nothing, loves her brother, and loves her father so much she would abduct said brother and go to another country just to find him when she thinks he is missing.
The mystery of the story isn't an actual mystery. And I think that's the joy of it. Throughout, we hear the thoughts of Laureth's father, who is an author and obsessor of coincidence, because he had lost his notebook that contained his ideas. It was this notebook that led to the brother abduction and the chasing of coincidence through the streets of Manhattan. He sees patterns and coincidences everywhere, he is obsessed with the number 354 and thinks he sees it everywhere. We almost watch his apparently descend into madness and we think maybe something untoward really has happened to him. But in reality, much like all coincidence, all that happened was a series of events that led to another series of events. No mystery, no coincidence. And that made this book truly exemplary, that even though all of us get that cold chill when something eerie happens that seems like a strange and destined coincidence, it truly is nothing but simplicity and chance.
"One thing: when you learn what she deals with you might love the blind girl who knows that it's never been her sight that she needs; that it's trust, love, and faith, also."
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