The title "Handle with Care" is perfect for the story. When you've got a carton, in which are glasses for red-wine, there'll be written "Handle with Care", because the glass might break. Willow's bones are like the glass - fragile.
On the Cover you can see a girl with pink socks and blue clothes. You can see snow and her skates.
This girl will be Amelia, Willow's sister. There are some more covers, but I do think this is best one.
But not only Willow's bones break. Her mother Charlotte can't stand it anymore, when she goes to a lawyer, she loses her best friend Piper - who was her gynacologist. Her father Sean can't find in Charlotte the women he married - their Marriage breaks, too. And Amelia, Willow's sister, breaks too. She gets into a eating disorder (bulimic) and she starts to cut herself (self destruction).. It's always her sister, who gets attention.
The lawyer Marian just does it, because she's searching for her birth mother - she was adopted.
Like all Jodi Picoult books is this book written in different narrators. Marian, Charlotte, Sean, Amelia and Piper are the narrators. Willow isn't a narrator in the real story, the epilogue is written in her narrator. I adore Jodi Picoult, because her writing style is very interesting.
I really liked the story, Ostrogenis Imperfecta (OI, Willow has type III) is very interesting and I would recommend you to read it as well.
Quote: " People always want to know how it feels like, so I'll tell you: there's a sting, when you first slice, and then your heart speeds up when you see the blood, because you know you've done something you shouldn't have, and yet you've gotten away with it. Then you sort of go into a trance, because it's truly dazzling - that bright red line, like a highway route on a map you want to follow to see where it leads. And - God - the sweet release, that's the best way I can describe it, kind of like a balloon that's tried to a little kind's hand, which somehow breaks free and floats into the sky. You just know that balloon is thinking, Ha, I don't belong to you after all; at the same time, Do they have any idea how beautiful the view is from here ?And then the balloon remembers, after the fact, that it has a wicked fear of hights." - Page 431show more