This book started out with so much potential. A plane crash killing everyone on board except one tiny baby seemed very intriguing to me in the beginning. Unfortunately, it lost me somewhere along the way. I think there were just too many twists and turns that it started becoming unbelievable, and even the idea that a baby would have survived such a bad plane crash was a bit of a stretch.
The journal entries from the private investigator were getting almost more annoying than anything else. I was getting very impatient with the writings in it so I began skimming a lot of parts just to get through the book faster. I think that maybe I got confused a little by skimming it because I realized I didn't know who some of the characters were. Maybe if the book had been a little shorter, I might have enjoyed it more but it felt like it dragged on for too long. I kept reading though, hoping it would tie together in the end. While the ending made sense, it came together almost too perfectly. Real life situations rarely work out that way.
If you can read it without considering how unrealistic the story actually is, then you might enjoy it more than I did.
The journal entries from the private investigator were getting almost more annoying than anything else. I was getting very impatient with the writings in it so I began skimming a lot of parts just to get through the book faster. I think that maybe I got confused a little by skimming it because I realized I didn't know who some of the characters were. Maybe if the book had been a little shorter, I might have enjoyed it more but it felt like it dragged on for too long. I kept reading though, hoping it would tie together in the end. While the ending made sense, it came together almost too perfectly. Real life situations rarely work out that way.
If you can read it without considering how unrealistic the story actually is, then you might enjoy it more than I did.
