My rating: 2 of 5 stars
Well it finally came that it was my turn to read this book from the library, but I’m guessing that I was crying for a very different reason to most.
Louisa Clark has done pretty much nothing with her life. Never having left home, same job and boyfriend for years and nothing towards bettering herself in the meantime. She unexpectedly becomes unemployed and after a few non-starters she is given a six month contract to be a companion to Will Trainor, who after leading a very active and successful life now finds himself a quadriplegic after a road accident. From the get-go it appears that he hates her and she isn’t really sure of what she is doing. But gradually the snarking stops and a grudging respect and then friendship begins. But then Louisa overhears a private conversation and her view of the future is altered irrevocably. She has four months to changes Will’s mind on his plan for the future, which entails him not having a future at all. Long story short, Lousia fails and Will goes ahead with his plan for assisted suicide. Its at this point that I’m sure buckets of tears have been shed I am sure.
But here’s the issue I have with this book. I get that the book is Pro Choice, but I found Will to be a selfish individual who, for want of a better description, was having a hissy fit over the cards life had dealt him and he refused to learn to live life another way from the one he thought he was entitled to. He was aware that his family didn’t support his decision and yet he went through with it anyway. I found the whole storyline of Will thinking he couldn’t live like this (disabled) distasteful. It smacks of saying that a disabled life isn’t a life worth living. Will had a privileged life and was frustrated that his life was no longer what he expected. I get that the level of frustration at how altered his life was was a bitter pill to swallow, but it seemed as if he had made his choice to die in the middle of a very black depression. And I hope that he wouldn’t actually be accepted as a candidate for assisted suicide because of the depression he was in when he went through the selection process.
This book is well written, with enough emotional swings to keep you on your toes, but in the end, I just didn’t like the message that it was selling. Life, in all its forms and variances should be cherished, because life truly is a miracle.