This review was originally posted on and on June 27, 2014.

According to the book blurb, this is an “exotic fable for anyone who has ever longed to have, or adopt, a child.”

It is more accurate to understand, this is a book about a pedophile who desperately wants a Sri Lankan boy.

I have no idea if the author was entirely conscious, or conscious at all, of how strongly this theme permeates, then pulsates, through the book. I doubt she was much aware.

This pedophiliac desire of the main character/narrator is masked as the aforementioned longing to have a child of one’s own.

When one reads the text, the desire is clear. This is not the desire to have a child. This is the desire to have a child to have sexual relations with. Specifically, a boy. It’s creepy. Reverse the gender rules and one would not even hesitate to cast stones or see the pedophilia for what it is.

Make it end
The book is bad for a variety of reasons. I will admit, Paula Coston is not a terrible writer. Her prose is palatable, just, her content is not.

At 374 pages, the book goes on and on and on without any, actual, discernible point. I wish Coston’s editor, assuming she had one, would have stepped in and asked her to tighten the book up. There are so many scenes that have no discernible point. So many pointless plotlines. So much pointless writing.

This novel, this “fable” as it wants to call itself, would have been much better at 150 pages.

Over and over and over again, pointless scenes. Midway through, I thought I should have stopped reading the book. By the time I’d reached page 300, I realized I should have stopped 200 pages ago, but I trudged on. Good money after bad, as the fallacy goes.

The novel meanders between time, often 20 years in a single section. Then, there’s the mention of the “object,” entirely ancillary, entirely pointless.

I must admit, there is an interesting plotline surrounding the main character’s friend and her brother. By the time it began to really play itself out, I had already stopped caring because the original interactions were so many pages behind him.

All in all, it’s not a book worth reading or mentioning.

This book was received, free of charge, from the Goodreads First Reads program.

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