I’m working on a new Feature Shelf, and one of the books I’m considering is Forever and a Long, Long Time by Caela Carter. It’s a novel about adopted children whose adopted mom is helping them find their roots.
From the beginning:
We come from the ocean, my brother and me. We were rolled out of sand at the bottom of the water, in the very darkest part of the earth.
One of the things we’re learning as we’re going through the adoption process is that adopted children will make up stories about their origins in the absence of information. This novel starts with exactly what I’ve been learning, which I think is interesting.
Let’s see what’s going on on page 56.
But me? I don’t know. How does she believe in Forever? How is Forever until-the-end something you believe in?
I imagine this is something older adopted children think sometimes, especially if a new baby is coming into the house.
What are you reading this weekend?