I was so engaged by this book. I had trouble putting it down. It was to the point that it was demonstrably affecting my mood and my home life.

Then it ended. Abruptly.

Really that is what you were trying to tell us Ms. Picoult. That is how life is? I understand. I really do but I cant help but feel a little angry that I invested to much of myself in a character that was Spoiler Alert killed at the end. Really what is she trying to say? Fate controls us, is that it?

It was a good emotional, cathartic read and made me want to hug my kid....alot. But I cant quite put my finger on why it ended that way....some one please what is she trying to say?