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December 14, 2007 4:20 PM



The Memory Keeper's Daughter by Kim Edwards, starts on a snowy night in 1964. Dr. David Henry delivers his own twins and discovers that one of them, his daughter, has been born with Downs Syndrome. In a hasty decision, he gives the daughter to a nurse to be taken to an institution for Down Syndrome patients and tells his wife that their daughter is dead. The nurse, Caroline, raises the daughter as her own in another town where no one knows about her past or the baby girl's past.

Here's part of the excerpt from the book "The Memory Keeper's Daughter":

She looked up, smiling, when he tucked the blanket around her legs.

"You know, I've been wondering what it's like," she said. "Before we're born, I mean. It's too bad we can't remember." She opened her robe and pulled up the sweater she wore underneath, revealing a belly as round and hard as a melon. She ran her hand across its smooth surface, firelight playing across her skin, casting reddish gold onto her hair. "Do you suppose it's like being inside a great lantern? The book says light permeates my skin, that the baby can already see."

"I don't know," he said.

She laughed. "Why not?" she asked. "You're the doctor."

"I'm just an orthopedic surgeon," he reminded her. "I could tell you the ossification pattern for fetal bones, but that's about it." He lifted her foot, both delicate and swollen inside the light blue sock, and began to massage it gently: the powerful tarsal bone of her heel, the metatarsals and the phalanges, hidden beneath skin and densely layered muscles like a fan about to open. Her breathing filled the quiet room, her foot warmed his hands, and he imagined the perfect, secret, symmetry of bones. In pregnancy she seemed to him beautiful but fragile, fine blue veins faintly visible through her pale white skin.

It had been an excellent pregnancy, without medical restrictions. Even so, he had not been able to make love to her for several months. He found himself wanting to protect her instead, to carry her up flights of stairs, to wrap her in blankets, to bring her cups of custard.


The Memory Keeper's Daughter moves through the years, showing how one decision, one lie affected every part of two families' lives. This is a very powerful novel where which the readers gets drawn and absorbed into the story, feeling every love, and joy, every pain, heartaches and regrets the characters goes through.

P.s
Its not only the story that attracts me. Initially, its the book cover that attracts me to pick it up. Definately a good read ;)

BB is 24 weeks and 6 days today.

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