I’ve found some of Anita Shreve’s books to be dense and involved reads but this one was exceptionally light. The story concerns the emotional fall out after a newborn baby is found wrapped in a sleeping bag in the snow. The narrator is Nicky, the 12 year old who found the baby along with her dad while walking in the woods. It’s mentioned that she’s looking back on the events from the age of 30, but this doesn’t really make much sense as apart from talking about things that would have embarrassed a 12 year old there’s nothing added by this device and we don’t find out anything that happened to the cast of characters after the week of the story.

Not my favourite of Shreve’s books.