by Corinne Demas
This is a story about a girl whose mother just got married for the third time, so she is sent to spend the summer with her father while her mother is on her honeymoon. Her father lives on a small island along Cape Cod and is determined to save a local species of turtles. Although at first Clare is hesitant and slightly uncomfortable around her father, who she hasn’t seen since she was very small, they grow to like each other by the end.
Though not particularly fast paced, Clare manages to have enough activity to keep the reader engaged. It’s a fairly short book, so I didn’t really expect much to happen. Clare herself is a pretty realistic character. Her emotions and reactions were fleshed out and they were what I would expect a girl in her situation to feel. The other characters, however, were lacking. They were there more for Clare to react to and seemed very flat and more like names floating around the page than actual people. Even the father, who was a major part of Clare’s internal development, left a lot to be desired. I wish the book had been a little longer and the other characters and their relationships with Clare had been developed more. It would have made the book much more poignant, but instead, it was more of a flat read.
The back cover description hints at a lot more development than was actually in the book. There was a bunch of personal development for Clare, but the other subplots - the memory lane, her father being the town crazy - hinted at on the back cover are more like caricatures of what’s in the book. The cover is also more bleak than the story deserves. It’s serene, but not depressingly so like the cover indicates. Imagine a blue sky and the girl looking towards the horizon instead of towards the ground.
It is a 2.85. It’s not something I would devour, and not something I would reread (though some might, depending on the type of book you like), but it was nice in a quiet, serene sort of way, and I think that some of Clare’s realizations were done really skillfully. It is a piece of cheese. Something to be eaten slowly in a relaxed way, but also something that is over pretty quickly. It is soft, and it’s not a sharp tasting sort of cheese, but a mellow one that you enjoy while it’s there and appreciate what it gives you even though it’s not very filling.