To the outside world, they seem to have it all. Cassie Barrett, a renowned anthropologist, and Alex Rivers, one of Hollywood's hottest actors, met on the set of a motion picture in Africa. They shared childhood tales, toasted the future, and declared their love in a fairy-tale wedding. But... read more
As Picture Perfect begins, it is daybreak in downtown L.A. A woman suffering from amnesia is taken in by an officer new to the L.A. police force, after he finds her wandering aimlessly near a graveyard. Days later, when her husband comes to claim her at the police station, no one is more... read more (warning: may contain spoilers)
As Picture Perfect begins, it is daybreak in downtown L.A. A woman suffering from amnesia is taken in by an officer new to the L.A. police force, after he finds her wandering aimlessly near a graveyard. Days later, when her husband comes to claim her at the police station, no one is more stunned than Cassie Barrett to learn that not only is she a renowned anthropologist, but she is married to Hollywood's leading man, Alex Rivers.
As Alex helps Cassie become reaccustomed to her fairy-tale existence, fragments of memory return: the whirlwind romance on location in Africa, her major anthropological discovery, the trajectory of Alex's career. Yet as Cassie settles into her glamour-filled life, uneasiness nags at her. She senses there is something troubling and wild that would alter the picture of her perfect marriage. When she finds a positive pregnancy test in her bathroom, she is flooded with dark memories. Trying to piece together her past, she runs to the other person she trusts to keep her hidden-- Will Flying Horse, the policeman who had initially harbored her.
Out of loyalty he cannot fully understand, Will spirits Cassie away to stay with his parents on the reservation where he grew up-- and to which he never wanted to return-- for the duration of her pregancy. Safe in South Dakota, Cassie contemplates her future. She weighs the ominous pattern of her marriage against her compassion for her husband. Cassie knows of the fear and self-loathing Alex harbors-- and of his hard-won transformation to the skilled actor he has become.
Meanwhile, in Los Angeles, Alex's life is falling apart. Nominated for Best Actor for his most recent film, he can no longer conceal from the press the fact that his wife is gone. Lies beget lies, and soon his career is rocked by scandal.
When Cassie agrees to return to Hollywood with her son, it is with a conditional promise from Alex. But it is a promise he cannot keep. In order to free them both, Cassie holds a press conference and tells the world the secret about Alex it never knew-- and never would have believed.
Moving from the sweltering African grasslands to the desolate plains of the reservation to the claustrophobic glitz of Hollywood, Jodi Picoult's story is one rich in detail, breadth, and emotion.
“You fell in love with someone becasue of the tilt of his smile or because he could make you laugh or in this case because he make you believe that you were the only one who could save him.”Cassie
“"Connor was staring at her as if she'd come back from the dead, instead of just passed out ofr a minute or two."You okay?" he said. You know who I am?"Cassie snorted; she couldn't help it. As if she could ever forget Connor. "Yeah," she said. "You're my other half."”Cassie
“The damage was permanent; there would always be scars. But even the angriest marks faded overtime, until it was difficult to see them written on the skin at all, and the only thing that remained was your memory of how painful it had been.”
There are millions of people in the world, she had told him, and the spirits will see that most of them, you never have to meet. But there are one or two you are tied to, and the spirits will cross you back and forth, threading so many knots until they catch and you finally get it right.Highlighted by 60 Kindle customers
Before you decide what you want to be, he said, know where you want to be.Highlighted by 38 Kindle customers
“There’s a problem with wounded birds, Cassie,” Connor said. “Either they fly away from you one day, or else they never get better. They stay hurt no matter what you do.”Highlighted by 32 Kindle customers
love was that way. You could not render it in black and white. It always came down to the strange, blended shades of gray.Highlighted by 26 Kindle customers
You fell in love with someone because of the tilt of his smile, or because he could make you laugh, or in this case, because he made you believe that you were the only one who could save him.Highlighted by 22 Kindle customers
He wondered which was worse—a child whose spirit could not outlive a broken body; or, like himself, a man whose apparent health hid a soul that had died years before.Highlighted by 21 Kindle customers
Her face was as lovely as the first rain of summer; her heart could hold gently the pain of the world.Highlighted by 17 Kindle customers
You collect other people’s problems the way some people collect rare coins.”Highlighted by 13 Kindle customers
pichouette,” he said. “I can do it.”Highlighted by 4 Kindle customers
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