Rating: 8 out of 10
I loved this book a lot. I mean, A LOT!
I finished reading it in two days because it just turned out to be one of those page turners that grip you inside the story and you cannot get out.
I’ve recently taken an interest in books that dwell in real-life stories. Maybe because I can relate to a few of them based on my own childhood experiences.
So Cathy Glass is a foster carer who has been running a foster home for a good few years. She has had many children stay with her over different periods of time but Jodie’s story is a difficult one. One of the most difficult cases she has had.
I have never a book bring out so many feelings at the same time. I was crying and angry, shocked, at times relieved, but I couldn’t find a happy emotion at any part. The aim of the book wasn’t happiness. It was to highlight the truth about what happens in our world, things we don’t know about because we haven’t been in such situations.
I was extremely angry at the Social Services employees, whose sole purpose is to make sure these kids are looked after, to make sure they are safe and in the care of individuals that will not destroy their lives any further. After reading this book, I wanted to go to that Social Worker and slap the crap out of her, and voice my anger and frustration about her attitude and the failure she is.
This book opened my eyes to the world out there, and when looking at fairy-tales and how I use to believe that everything has a happy ending, it’s not like that. The world doesn’t have happy endings, and if they are happy, they aren’t up to the standard we expect.
The world doesn’t create miracles. People do. People who want to make a difference in someone’s life, even with one little thing, create miracles. We need more miracles, we need to be those people that make a difference. Not turn away into the shadows because it’s not our problem and leave another child somewhere, damaged.