Yasmin and daughter Ruby take off to hunt for Ruby's father after learning about a horrific accident in northern Alaska. The authorities are convinced that there are no survivors but Yasmin is convinced otherwise. The tiny village is so remote and the weather so extreme that they have to ask for help.
They prevail upon an independent trucker, Adeeb, to bring them to a stopping point where they might find additional help to go further north. Yasmin is driven by the knowledge that her daughter would be devastated if she were to lose her father, and she will do all she can to make sure that doesn't happen.
The trip becomes increasingly more difficult as weather worsens and Yasmin notices that they are being followed. She has reason to believe that their stalker is not on their side, or on her husband's.
Ruby is deaf. She has recently learned how to reach others through her Twitter account, and the number of followers is growing. She writes cryptic, poetic notes that in some ways express what it is to be deaf. It has been difficult for her to try to blend into a "normal" school after making many friends in schools for the deaf. She is therefore outgoing but cautious.
Now the two brave tremendous storms and unreal cold, and at times Yasmin wishes she had found a safe place for Ruby to stay behind. But there is no safe place not with her parents.
Clearly the writer wants us to understand Yasmin's determination and bravery. Surely she has plenty, as does Ruby. But it bothered me that she insisted on search parties going farther in their search, even though she was told how dangerous it was for them, and she didn't mind putting others' lives at risk more than once - because "she loves him so much". Didn't it matter to her that others have loved ones as well?
The story is told, in part, in Ruby's voice, an adult's version of how a ten-year-old might think. I wasn't buying it. She sounds like some young people talk, but is that how they think? I am never a fan of efforts to enter the minds of others that they can't really know, so I am prejudiced in that way.
I am pleased that others have enjoyed it more than I did, and I can't say that I hated it; I certainly didn't. I'm just picky. I suspect it won't be difficult to find others to enjoy it.
They prevail upon an independent trucker, Adeeb, to bring them to a stopping point where they might find additional help to go further north. Yasmin is driven by the knowledge that her daughter would be devastated if she were to lose her father, and she will do all she can to make sure that doesn't happen.
The trip becomes increasingly more difficult as weather worsens and Yasmin notices that they are being followed. She has reason to believe that their stalker is not on their side, or on her husband's.
Ruby is deaf. She has recently learned how to reach others through her Twitter account, and the number of followers is growing. She writes cryptic, poetic notes that in some ways express what it is to be deaf. It has been difficult for her to try to blend into a "normal" school after making many friends in schools for the deaf. She is therefore outgoing but cautious.
Now the two brave tremendous storms and unreal cold, and at times Yasmin wishes she had found a safe place for Ruby to stay behind. But there is no safe place not with her parents.
Clearly the writer wants us to understand Yasmin's determination and bravery. Surely she has plenty, as does Ruby. But it bothered me that she insisted on search parties going farther in their search, even though she was told how dangerous it was for them, and she didn't mind putting others' lives at risk more than once - because "she loves him so much". Didn't it matter to her that others have loved ones as well?
The story is told, in part, in Ruby's voice, an adult's version of how a ten-year-old might think. I wasn't buying it. She sounds like some young people talk, but is that how they think? I am never a fan of efforts to enter the minds of others that they can't really know, so I am prejudiced in that way.
I am pleased that others have enjoyed it more than I did, and I can't say that I hated it; I certainly didn't. I'm just picky. I suspect it won't be difficult to find others to enjoy it.
