In Shanghai, life flows like an endlessly serene river for the wealthy, the lucky, the fortunate. For those with bad fates, the smell of desperation is as strong as a rotting corpse. (p. 41)
That, my friends, is about all the hope you’re going to find in this book.
I really struggled with it.
It dragged me endlessly from one betrayal, rape, death, and illness to another.
On almost every page someone was wounded by someone else, either emotionally or physically. Husbands and wives, parents and children, cultures and classes, and even governments and citizens were at odds with each other. The only relationship that we’re left to believe in is the one of these sisters who, despite every adversity imaginable, cling to each other in devotion and love.
If you have a sister, then perhaps this book is for you. As for me, the characters, and all the other events in these 309 pages, have simply left me with an enormous heartache.
(I am in a huge minority here, as almost every review I’ve read shows great affection for this novel. Why not see for yourself? I have two copies to give away; simply leave a comment below for a chance to win one of them.)
Find other stops along the tour here:
Monday, January 18th: Booking Mama
Tuesday, January 19th: Booking Mama author guest post
Tuesday, January 19th: Savvy Verse & Wit
Thursday, January 21st: Book, Line, and Sinke
rFriday, January 22nd: Word Lily