Although the idea behind it is pretty interesting, the actual story does a poor job delivering anything more than what I would expect from a soap opera or a lifetime movie. Jodi Picoult doesn't use this novel to provoque a discussion or to make an statement about the controversial subject that ties her characters together, but to get a few tears out of her readers. Every situation is written in a way designed to make you cry, sacrificing real development for the sake of drama. The characters start out great and end up being walking cliches, and the ending... man, that ending! I felt the author was laughing at me. It negates everything that I could've taken out of the book, reinforcing the feeling that I was reading some script for a soap opera directed to people too lazy to watch a deep and thought provoking story.