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This Little Family
This Little Family: A Novel | Inès Bayard
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AN ASTONISHING DEBUT. THE NEXT BEST READ FOR FANS OF MY DARK VANESSA. This striking debut novel inhabits the mind of a young married woman driven to extremes by disgust and dread in the aftermath of a rape. Marie and Laurent, a young, affluent couple, have settled into their large Paris apartment and decide to start trying for a baby. This picture-perfect existence is shattered when Marie is assaulted by her new boss. Deeply shaken by the attack, she discovers she is pregnant, and is convinced her rapist is the father. Marie closes herself off in a destructive silence, ultimately leading her to commit an irreparable act. In a first novel of extraordinary power and depth, Inès Bayard exposes disturbing truths about how society sees women and how women see themselves in turn.
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😳 .. this book is not for everyone. It‘s a dark and hard to read book that will stick with you for awhile. It will make you think about things that you don‘t want to think about while it compels you to read more!

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Just know from the get go that this is a very dark storyline w/ very graphic language. I wasn‘t put off by it per say, but you certainly have to be in the mood to read this book. It‘s a tragic story & would make an intriguing film. I‘d be intrigued to see what this author would write next. The cover caught my eye in Barnes & Noble & then I checked it out from the library. You really feel for Marie & her situation. Just go in this one with caution

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mrldg

This one isn‘t for everyone, but it‘s profoundly moving. Couldn‘t stop reading, couldn‘t stop thinking about it, couldn‘t stop remembering faces of women I‘ve known who harbored the kind of pain and secrecy described so skillfully here.