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I put off reading this book until Wednesday morning. I typically HATE reading fiction. Unless it is a junk food detective novel. But a fiction book that might make me think? No thanks. The last one I read was The Kite Runner in 2007.
But Wednesday morning was rainy and neither I, nor the dog, felt like getting up. So I grabbed my Kindle, held my nose, purchased the book, and started to read.
I read it in an hour and a half and I was pissed I hadn’t read it sooner.
The story was fascinating. I loved how it was written from the boy’s different worldview. From what I understand about Autism/Aspergers, it seemed pretty accurate. His perspective on events was completely unlike my own and provided a really interesting window into the minds of the people on the spectrum.
The part of the storyline I enjoyed most was how un-saintly the parents are. Normally, when parents of children with any sort of difficulty are interviewed, they are portrayed as amazing human beings. These parents, frankly, aren’t. And I feel as though they represent the majority of parents.
What do you think?
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