My rating: 4 of 5 stars
Lydia is dead. But they don’t know this yet.
Thus this sentence took you on a short rollercoaster about a Chinese American family who's trying to grieve over their sixteen year old Lydia, who killed herself. The book opens to her funeral, and then we take the ride there, learning about how James, a Chinese man, learning about his life and where he came from and how he met Marilyn, a Caucasian woman. The two met at the first class James was teaching, and went on to get married, have three kids, and then go through the trauma and pain of losing a child, especially their middle child.
Once Lydia died, that's when things start to come to light-Nath, the brother, blames Jack for his sister's death. James is having an affair with Louisa but didn't go far. Marylin is trying to figure out what was it that she'd done to make Lydia kill herself. And poor, small Hannah, who knows everything and doesn't even say a word.
This book drew me in and I devoured every single word that Celeste Ng wrote, but the one thing that got me was the going in the head and coming out of the characters' head, almost like it was running together, but I enjoyed nontheless, and I wanted more, but I think this is a really good short to stop with and then read more of her stories. I hope that one day we can go back to them, but until then, I love and hate the Lee family, only because of the small cheating part and how they handled Lydia's death, like she's still there but she's gone, and now they're regretting how they feel and how they treated her when she was alive when it was clearly shown that she had depression and just wanted to have one friend that didn't treat her like shit, but I guess that didn't happen (well, there's Jack, but he treated her like a human fucking being).
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