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By ML Stedman
I unintentionally kept putting this read off. I thought I had already read it. Somewhere along the line of 2015, I merged
The Light Between Oceans and All the Light We Cannot See in my mind. They have a similar theme in title, and their
covers are very similar.
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I’m glad I finally got myself straightened out, because I
really enjoyed this novel. This is the
type of read I yearn for. The writing
was eloquent if a bit brief rather than descriptive. The characters were deliciously flawed and pitiable. The plot was tantalizing as I experienced the
consequences of the main characters’ “adoption.”
The tragedy of the story reminded me a great deal of Jodi
Picoult as well as the pretty writing.
Stedman kept the story very trimmed up and on point. I often find myself enjoying more back story,
description, and flowery language. This
book didn’t need it, but a tad more might have filled it out.
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Over all, a very beautiful read if not a happy go lucky,
beach read.
Happy reading.
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