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The Waiting Room


When I first picked up this book, I was really intrigued by the story, and excited to read a book about a mother who was dealing with postpartum depression. As you all most likely know, I dealt with that after I had my son, but this book just…it fell flat after that. In The Waiting Room by Emily Bleeker, what starts out as the story of loss and PPD, turns into some weird flipped around tale of deception, gaslighting and lord knows what else.

After the death of her husband, Veronica hasn’t been able to touch her infant daughter. She’s afraid something bad will happen if she does, so her mother stays with her in order to give Sophie the care that she needs, but as Veronica deals with her paranoia, the novel gets stranger and stranger.

One day, Veronica comes home to find out that someone took Sophie, and the police aren’t interested in finding out who, because they think that Veronica had something to do with it. This sends Veronica on a wild goose chase for her daughter, with some random woman that she met in the waiting room of her psychiatrists office.

The twist in the middle of the book wasn’t shocking to me, as it was pretty obvious from the get-go, what was really happening. Maybe I just read too many psychological thrillers, but to shock me, you must have some really good tricks up your sleeves. I always want to enjoy Emily Bleeker’s books, but I feel like they are so blah, I probably won’t be reading any more of her work.

I give this book 2 out of 5 stars. I didn’t enjoy the story that much, and I actually don’t even think I finished the book. It wasn’t worth it to me.

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