Immediately on learning that both his daughter and his sister are inside the abortion clinic where a gunman is holding hostages, Hugh knows he should recuse himself from the situation and not be the hostage negotiator. He knows he cannot be objective; but nor can he allow anyone else to do this job either. And what are they doing in there anyway? How did he not know they were there and why? What did this say about his relationship with his daughter?
And inside there is a bloody scene. The gunman has killed people but now he’s taking stock of his situation and wondering what comes next. How did he get here? It wasn’t supposed to be this messy. Or this real.
The whole story is told over the course of a day, and actually told mostly in reverse. We learn what happens, mostly, and then we hear the back stories, the histories of each of the characters who create the scene of what makes up this dramatic story of A Spark of Light. The story is steeped in fact. Characters who harass women entering the clinic (whether or not they are actually having an abortion or going there for a PAP smear) but who may have had abortions themselves, when it has suited them. Single abortion clinics trying to survive to accommodate the needs of the women in an entire state, and trying to fulfill the rules imposed mostly by rich, white men on mostly impoverished women of color. Characters like Dr. Louie Ward, depicted intentionally like the real-life hero, Dr. Willie Parker, an abortion provider who does so because of his Christian faith, not in spite of it.
In true Jodi Picoult fashion, this story is shared by many of the characters. It is told from the eyes of each character, and built gradually by adding block by block, minute by minute, how each character perceives the passing of the day and of the experience. We hear each opinion on abortion, religious and otherwise. We hear each legal perspective and each is given credence, such that each perspective can be respected. We also see that these women’s clinics serve as much more than abortion clinics as well. We also develop an appreciation for the various and desperate situations that lead women to require their procedures at a women’s health clinic.
This is an important book and serves as so much more than just a piece of fiction. Jodi Picoult never shies away from difficult subject matters and here conquers yet another. In my opinion, she’s done another great job.
Another MUST READ!
Love seems to actually trump hate in this frighteningly timely novel by Jodi Picoult. It begins when a Black labor and delivery nurse, Ruth, begins to care for the baby of a White supremacist couple and the couple insist that she be removed from their case because of her race. As it would happen, Ruth is alone with the baby when the baby stops breathing. Should she touch the baby and save him, as she is trained to do? Should she abide by the racist rules the hospital has imposed at the request of this repugnant couple? What happens next sets Ruth and the couple and ultimately, Ruth’s lawyer, Kennedy, on a road to grappling with race as it is seen from all perspectives.
Little did I know that I’d be reading this amidst the worst campaign and most devastating election outcome in the history of the United States. The spillage of racism, misogyny, and bigotry that has poured out of the mouth of the Republican party nominee and his bedfellows has unleashed the underbelly of this country and its darkest side. The election result has spawned a crippling shadow over my whole universe and I know this has been true for over half of this country. We are embarrassed to call ourselves American, as it associates us with this new, evil and mean rhetoric in the eyes and ears of the rest of the world. This is not the country I have known to be the home of the free.
And so it was, amidst my deepest disappointment that has sent me into a physical nausea that I cannot shake, that I read how Kennedy, seeking to defend Ruth in her ultimate trial, really tries to understand the day to day psychological beating that Ruth endures as a Black woman in a white man’s world. The small slips, the subtle differences in perception, and the more overt signs of difference from which Kennedy is protected because of the color of her skin. And while the 2 butt heads, they also come together because of the genuine efforts to try to understand each other, which is the foundation of the beginning of actually understanding each other.
Unfortunately for this story, love trumps hate in sort of a too perfect way by the end, so that it becomes a little fairytale-like as an ending. I pray for this country, though, that we can reach an understanding that even remotely approximates this ending – for the good of our present and the good of our future.
Lone Wolf, by Jody Picoult.
I LOVE Jody Picoult. She has the uncanny ability to delve into the stickiest of ethical dilemmas and to elicit sympathy on the part of the reader toward each side. I believe it is because she creates such beautifully complex characters, each of whom you want to win.
And in this book, she does it again.
The book revolves around a man who in order to fully study the habits of wolves, leaves his family to live in the wild among them, becoming part of a pack of wolves who take him in as one of their family. After he returns to his own, human family, he has difficulty fitting in and circumstances lead to the breaking up of his family. When he later suffers a severe head injury and is on life support, his son and daughter take up a legal battle to determine who will make the decision of whether or not to end life support.
In addition, throughout the book, the author weaves in various facts about wolves which make them appear more human than we are. Each tidbit is actually quite profound and provides a metaphor for what is happening to the characters in the story. I’m no naturalist, but I do find these facts very interesting. Each little factoid also serves to increase the suspense in the book with each further delay in the progression of the story.
This is yet another craftily woven story by Jody Picoult. You easily come to know and love her characters, you empathize with each side because each side is made valid, and you can’t help staying up late — no matter how late it is and no matter how important your work is the next day! — because you have to find out what happens (and there are a few major surprises!)
While some say Ms. Picoult has something of a formula, I say she uses what works — and it always does!