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NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER •  In this riveting novel from the #1 bestselling author of Something Borrowed and First Comes Love, three very different people must choose between their families and their most deeply held values. . . .

“An unpredictable page-turner that unfolds in the voices of three superbly distinct characters.”—The Atlanta Journal-Constitution • “A gripping, thought-provoking journey.”—Jodi Picoult

NAMED ONE OF THE BEST BOOKS OF THE YEAR BY THESKIMM

Nina Browning is living the good life after marrying into Nashville’s elite. More recently, her husband made a fortune selling his tech business, and their adored son has been accepted to Princeton. 

Yet sometimes the middle-class small-town girl in Nina wonders if she’s strayed from the person she once was.

Tom Volpe is a single dad working multiple jobs while struggling to raise his headstrong daughter, Lyla. His road has been lonely, long, and hard, but he finally starts to relax after Lyla earns a scholarship to Windsor Academy, Nashville’s most prestigious private school.

Amid so much wealth and privilege, Lyla doesn’t always fit in—and her overprotective father doesn’t help—but in most ways, she’s a typical teenaged girl, happy and thriving.

Then, one photograph, snapped in a drunken moment at a party, changes everything. As the image spreads like wildfire, the Windsor community is instantly polarized, buzzing with controversy and assigning blame.

At the heart of the lies and scandal, Tom, Nina, and Lyla are forced together—all questioning their closest relationships, asking themselves who they really are, and searching for the courage to live a life of true meaning.

Praise for All We Ever Wanted

“Page-turning . . . Timely and thought-provoking, it’s Giffin’s best yet.” People

“Giffin’s novel has style and substance . . . . Truly excellent." The Washington Post

“If you’re looking for a book club selection, All We Ever Wanted is bound to spark meaningful and meaty discussions.” The Augusta Chronicle

“A page-turning exploration of wealth and privilege.” Entertainment Weekly

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“Giffin is a worldwide best-selling author because she gets under your skin—by creating relatable characters wrestling within believable situations. . . . Giffin crafts an unpredictable page-turner that unfolds in the voices of three superbly distinct characters. . . . Her latest . . . is destined for greatness.” The Atlanta Journal-Constitution

“A gripping, thought-provoking journey.” —Jodi Picoult

“Page-turning . . . Timely and thought-provoking, it’s Giffin’s best yet.” People

“Giffin’s novel has style and substance . . . . Truly excellent." The Washington Post

“If you’re looking for a book club selection,  All We Ever Wanted is bound to spark meaningful and meaty discussions.” The Augusta Chronicle

“A page-turning exploration of wealth and privilege.” Entertainment Weekly

“Stellar. . . an excellent page-turning story . . . a nuanced, thoughtful take on family and social dynamics.” —Publishers Weekly (starred review)

“A compelling family story that brings up plenty of issues ripe for book group discussions.” Library Journal

"A timely and absorbing portrait of the complexities of modern life . . . This is Emily Giffin at her very best." —Kristin Hannah

“Nina Browning has it all: the handsome husband, the Ivy-League-bound teenage son, and the big house in the Nashville suburbs. But with one unthinkable social media post from her beloved child, could it all fall apart? Dealing with issues of class, money, and race,  All We Ever Wanted is the book everyone will be talking about.” PopSugar

“This thought-provoking novel follows two Nashville families as they struggle with the fallout from a horrible incident. Their wealthy community quickly becomes divided, with people eager to assign blame and take sides as the families struggle with loyalty and staying true to their values. It''s one of Giffin''s most topical, gripping books yet.” Good Housekeeping

All We Ever Wanted is an emotional journey that forces readers to think.” —Associated Press

“This complex and layered novel will give you all the feels.”  Brit + Co

“Giffin draws the reader in like few storytellers can, and  All We Ever Wanted is no exception. She effortlessly captures the voices of a struggling single father, a strong yet vulnerable teenage girl and a mother desperate to know the truth about her own child.  All We Ever Wanted is a deeply moving cautionary tale about the perils of privilege.” —BookPage

“A compelling portrait of a woman facing the difficult limits of love.” Kirkus Reviews

“Riveting and poignant, Emily Giffin''s latest novel paints an impossible dilemma that will make readers ponder hard questions about loyalty and love. I was captivated by every page.” —Harlan Coben

“A compelling, fascinating story told through blue-ribbon dialogue and the dual gifts of intelligence and goodness. I loved this novel.” —Elinor Lipman

About the Author

Emily Giffin is the author of nine internationally bestselling novels:  Something Borrowed, Something Blue, Baby Proof, Love the One You’re With, Heart of the Matter, Where We Belong, The One & Only, First Comes Love, and  All We Ever Wanted. A graduate of Wake Forest University and the University of Virginia School of Law, she lives in Atlanta with her husband and three children.

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chapter one

NINA

It started out as a typical Saturday night. And by typical, I don’t mean normal in any mainstream American way. There was no grilling out with the neighbors or going to the movies or doing any of the things I did as a kid. It was simply typical for what we’d become since Kirk sold his software company, and we went from comfortable to wealthy. Very wealthy.

Obscene was the description my childhood best friend Julie once used—­not about us, but about Melanie, another friend—­after Melanie bought herself a diamond Rolex for Mother’s Day and then offhandedly remarked at one of our dinner parties that homemade pottery from her kids “wasn’t going to cut it.”

“She could feed a Syrian refugee camp for an entire year with that watch,” Julie had groused in my kitchen after the other guests had departed. “It’s obscene.”

I’d nodded noncommittally, hiding my own Cartier under the edge of our marble island, as I silently reassured myself with all the ways my watch, and therefore my life, were different from Melanie’s. For one, I didn’t buy the watch for myself on a whim; Kirk gave it to me for our fifteenth anniversary. For another, I had always loved when our son, Finch, made me presents and cards in his younger years, and was sad that those had become relics of the past.

Most important, I don’t think I ever flaunted our wealth. If anything, it embarrassed me. As a result, Julie didn’t hold our money against me. She didn’t know our exact worth but had a general sense of it, especially after she’d gone house hunting with me when Kirk was too busy, helping me find our home on Belle Meade Boulevard, where we now lived. She and her husband and girls were regular guests at our lake house and our home on Nantucket, just as she happily inherited my gently used designer hand-­me-­downs.

Occasionally Julie would call Kirk out, though, not for being showy like Melanie but for having elitist tendencies. A fourth-­generation silver-­spoon Nashvillian, my husband grew up ensconced in a private-­school, country-­club world, so he’d had some practice at being a snob, even back when his money was merely old, and not yet obscene. In other words, Kirk came from a “good family”—­that elusive term that nobody ever came out and defined, yet we all knew was code for having old money and a certain well-­bred, refined taste. As in: he’s a Browning.

My maiden name, Silver, held no such status, not even by the standards of Bristol, the town on the Tennessee-­Virginia border where I grew up and Julie still lived. We were no slouches—­my dad wrote for the Bristol Herald Courier and my mom was a fourth-­grade teacher—­but we were squarely middle class, and our idea of living large was everyone ordering dessert at a nonchain restaurant. Looking back, I wonder if that may have explained my mom’s preoccupation with money. It wasn’t that she was impressed with it, but she could always tell you who had it and who did not, who was cheap and who was living beyond their means. Then again, my mom could pretty much tell you anything about anyone in Bristol. She wasn’t a gossip—­at least not a mean-­spirited one—­she was simply fascinated by other people’s business, from their wealth and health to their politics and religion.

Incidentally, my dad is Jewish and my mother Methodist. Live and let live is their mantra, an outlook that was passed on to both my brother, Max, and me, the two of us embracing the more attractive elements of each religion, like Santa Claus and Seders, while punting Jewish guilt and Christian judgment. This was a good thing, especially for Max, who came out during college. My parents didn’t miss a beat. If anything, they seemed more uncomfortable with Kirk’s money than with my brother’s sexuality, at least when we first began to date. My mother had insisted that she was just sad I wouldn’t be getting back together with Teddy, my high school boyfriend, whom she adored, but I sometimes sensed a slight inferiority complex, and her worry that the Brownings were somehow looking down on me and my family.

To be fair, a half-­Jewish girl from Bristol with a gay brother and no trust fund probably wasn’t their first choice for their only child. Hell, I probably wasn’t Kirk’s first choice on paper, either. But what can I say? He picked me anyway. I’d always told myself that he fell in love with my personality—­with me—­the same way I fell in love with him. But in the past couple of years I had begun to wonder about both of us, and what had brought us together in college.

I had to admit that when discussing our relationship, Kirk often referenced my looks. He always had. So I’d be naïve to think that my appearance had nothing to do with why we were together—­just as I knew, deep down, that the patina and security of a “good family” had, in part, attracted me to him.

I hated everything about that admission, but it was definitely on my mind that Saturday night as Kirk and I took an Uber to the Hermitage Hotel for about our fifth gala of the year. We had become that couple, I remember thinking in the back of that black Lincoln Town Car—­the husband and wife in an Armani tux and a Dior gown who were barely speaking. Something was off in our relationship. Was it the money? Had Kirk become too obsessed with it? Had I somehow lost myself as Finch grew older and I spent less time mothering him and more time in the role of full-­time philanthropist?

I thought about one of my dad’s recent remarks, asking why my friends and I didn’t just skip the galas—­and give all the money to charity. My mom had chimed in that we might be able to accomplish “more meaningful work in blue jeans than black tie.” I had gotten defensive, reminding them that I did that sort of hands-­on work, too, such as the hours I spent every month answering calls on Nashville’s suicide helpline. Of course I hadn’t admitted to my parents that Kirk sometimes minimized that kind of volunteering, insisting that I was better off “just writing the check.” In his mind, a donation of dollars always trumped time; the fact that it came with more splash and credit was beside the point.

Kirk was a good man, I told myself now, as I watched him take a swallow of the bourbon roadie that he’d poured into a red Solo cup. I was being too hard on him. On both of us.

“You look fabulous,” he suddenly said, looking over at me, softening me further. “That dress is incredible.”

“Thanks, honey,” I said in a low voice.

“I can’t wait to take it off you,” he whispered, so the driver wouldn’t hear him. He gave me a seductive look, then took another drink.

I smiled, thinking that it had been a while, and resisted the urge to tell him that he might want to slow down on the booze. Kirk didn’t have a drinking problem, but it was a rare night that he didn’t at least catch a red-­wine buzz. Maybe that was it, I thought. We definitely both needed to ease up on our social calendars. Be less distracted. More present. Maybe that would come when Finch went to college in the fall.

“So. Who have you told? About Princeton?” he asked, clearly thinking about Finch, too, and the acceptance letter he’d just received the day before.

“Other than family, only Julie and Melanie,” I said. “What about you?”

“Just the guys in my foursome today,” he said, rattling off the names of his usual golf buddies. “I didn’t want to brag . . . but I couldn’t help myself.”

His expression mirrored the way I felt—­a mix of pride and disbelief. Finch was a good student, and had gotten into Vanderbilt and Virginia earlier that winter. But Princeton had been a long shot, and his admittance felt like a culmination and validation of so many parenting decisions, beginning with applying Finch to Windsor Academy, the most rigorous and prestigious private school in Nashville, when he was only five years old. Since then, we had always prioritized our son’s education, hiring private tutors when needed, exposing him to the arts, and taking him to virtually every corner of the globe. Over the past three summers, we had sent him on a service trip to Ecuador, to a cycling camp in France, and on a marine biology course in the Galápagos Islands. I recognized, of course, that we were at a distinct financial advantage over so many other applicants, and something about that (especially the check we’d written to Princeton’s endowment) made me feel a little guilty. But I told myself that money alone couldn’t gain a kid admission to the Ivy League. Finch had worked hard, and I was so proud of him.

Focus on that, I told myself. Focus on the positive.

Kirk was looking at his phone again, so I pulled mine out, too, checking Instagram. Finch’s girlfriend, Polly, had just posted a photo of the two of them, the caption reading: We’re both Tigers, y’all! Clemson and Princeton, here we come! I showed the picture to Kirk, then read aloud some of the congratulatory comments from children of our friends who would be in attendance tonight.

“Poor Polly,” Kirk said. “They won’t last a semester.”

I wasn’t sure if he meant the distance between South Carolina and New Jersey or the mere reality of young love, but I murmured my agreement, trying not to think of the condom wrapper that I’d recently found under Finch’s bed. The discovery was far from a surprise, but it still made me sad, thinking of how much he had grown up and changed. He used to be such a little chatterbox, a precocious only child regaling me with every detail of his day. There was nothing I hadn’t known about him, nothing he wouldn’t have shared. But with puberty came an onset of remoteness that never really cleared, and in recent months, we’d talked very little, no matter how hard I tried to break down his barriers. Kirk insisted it was normal, all part of a boy’s preparation to leave the nest. You worry too much, he always told me.

I put my phone back in my bag, sighed, and said, “Are you ready for tonight?”

“Ready for what?” he asked, draining his bourbon as we turned onto Sixth Avenue.

“Our speech?” I said, meaning his speech, though I would be standing beside him, offering him moral support.

Kirk gave me a blank stare. “Speech? Remind me? Which gala is this, again?”

“I hope you’re kidding?”

“It’s hard to keep them all straight—­”

I sighed and said, “The Hope Gala, honey.”

“And we are hoping for what, exactly?” he asked with a smirk.

“Suicide awareness and prevention,” I said. “We’re being honored, remember?”

“For what?” he asked, now starting to annoy me.

“The work we did bringing mental health experts to Nashville,” I said, even though we both knew it had much more to do with the fifty-­thousand-­dollar donation we’d given after a freshman at Windsor took her life last summer. It was too horrible for me to process, even all these months later.

“I’m kidding,” Kirk said, as he reached out to pat my leg. “I’m ready.”

I nodded, thinking that Kirk was always ready. Always on. The most confident, competent man I’d ever known.

A moment later, we pulled up to the hotel. A handsome young valet swung open my door, issuing a brisk welcome. “Will you be checking in tonight, madame?” he asked.

I told him no, we were here for the gala. He nodded, offering me his hand, as I gathered the folds of my black lace gown and stepped onto the sidewalk. Ahead of me, I saw Melanie chatting amid a cluster of friends and acquaintances. The usual crowd. She rushed toward me, giving me air kisses and compliments.

“You look amazing, too. Are those new?” I reached up to her face, my fingertips grazing the most gorgeous chandelier diamond earrings.

“Newly acquired but vintage,” she said. “Latest apology from you know who.”

I smiled and glanced around for her husband. “Where is Todd, anyway?”

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Calissa Simmons
3.0 out of 5 starsVerified Purchase
Decent Plot, Overkill With Political Bias
Reviewed in the United States on September 1, 2018
I was sadly disappointed with this novel. I usually adore Emily Giffins work, but not so much with this one. It WAS a good storyline that had me finishing in about 3 days. But there was just so much political vomit! I felt as though Giffin was attempting to sway the reader... See more
I was sadly disappointed with this novel. I usually adore Emily Giffins work, but not so much with this one. It WAS a good storyline that had me finishing in about 3 days. But there was just so much political vomit! I felt as though Giffin was attempting to sway the reader into viewing most, if not all, wealthy, conservative/republican white people (which I am far from) as low-key racists, sexists philanderers who only look out for number 1 at ANY cost. I understand the want/need to be able to relate to readers & to stay relevant, but it just felt to me that Giffin overly interjected her own political bias. And as other reviewers have mentioned, the ending seem rushed & there was no REAL closer given everything that happened as the plot unfolded, just a few references in the epilogue. Many questions are left unanswered.
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Where is the other half of the story?
Reviewed in the United States on January 25, 2019
When I purchased this book, it had a lot of very positive reviews which made me very excited. The book revolves around two families - Middle class single dad Tom and his daughter Lyla. And upper class mom Nina, her husband and son (honestly both were so uninspiring I''ve... See more
When I purchased this book, it had a lot of very positive reviews which made me very excited. The book revolves around two families - Middle class single dad Tom and his daughter Lyla. And upper class mom Nina, her husband and son (honestly both were so uninspiring I''ve forgotten their names).

*Spoilers*
An incident happens between Lyla and the son, and we spend the next 70% of the book dissecting that to a degree that is somewhat ridiculous. Tom constantly worrying over Lyla. Apparently with good reason, because Lyla keeps sneaking around. Nina advocating for Lyla, and wondering where she went wrong with raising her son. Her son being a pathological liar. And a whoollle lot of political side remarks.

Then it was almost like someone told the author that she needed to finish it up. Because we suddenly get the fast forward version of an ending. Truth, crisis, resolution, epilogue all within 10% of the book. I could have even been okay with this if not for one thing - *MAJOR SPOILER* Nina''s son is a pathological liar. Not in an innocent "oh he''s just a stupid high school boy" way. In a "holy crap this kid needs professional help and jail time" way. He tried to pin this on another student (whom he was dating), has a phone full of offensive/assault photos, drives another character to attempt suicide, and in the end NO ONE thinks to take this beyond the school. Yes i could see this kid getting a clean slate from a committee of his peers and teachers, but what he was doing was so many levels of illegal and one word to the police from any of the parties and this kid would have done jail time. And the author in the epilogue wants us to believe he went to college, gained some weight, got a serious job and eventually changed. Nope. Not buying it.

Just by reading the sample i was hooked, and so excited about this book, and then this completely fell off the rails. Save yourself some time and money.
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MeganFix
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and the character development was progressing along nicely, but then all of a sudden
Reviewed in the United States on July 16, 2018
The story was interesting, and the character development was progressing along nicely, but then all of a sudden, it''s like someone told Emily Giffin "you need to wrap this up", and everything sped up dramatically! It felt very rushed in the later half of the book.
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Appalling injustice
Reviewed in the United States on February 28, 2020
This review probably will not be published; however, I feel very strongly about this so it is necessary to write. I’m deeply disappointed in my fellow females who wrote glowing, even gushing reviews about this book. It’s as though it took place back in the ‘50’s when... See more
This review probably will not be published; however, I feel very strongly about this so it is necessary to write.
I’m deeply disappointed in my fellow females who wrote glowing, even gushing reviews about this book. It’s as though it took place back in the ‘50’s when women were still expected to be quiet about rape because she “asked for it!” and move on as though nothing happened. Has this author ever sat down with a victim of sexual assault or sexual exploitation? I very much doubt it or Finch and Beau would not have walked away without so much as a slap on the wrist. The lasting scars on a woman’s life resulting from being abused in this way deserve more than the injustice portrayed in this ridiculous story line.
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AML
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Don’t waste your time
Reviewed in the United States on August 10, 2018
I honestly felt my IQ lowering as I read this book. I enjoyed her first few books but they have progressively gotten worse. The narrative of the mother is laughable and totally unrealistic, and the ending felt rushed. I am baffled that there are so many good reviews of this... See more
I honestly felt my IQ lowering as I read this book. I enjoyed her first few books but they have progressively gotten worse. The narrative of the mother is laughable and totally unrealistic, and the ending felt rushed. I am baffled that there are so many good reviews of this book
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BillTheOldHippy
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A Book Of Cliches
Reviewed in the United States on August 20, 2018
I gave this book 1 star because zero was not an option. This book is a string of cliches made worse by weak characters, weak plot and a totally predictable ending. A really disappointing book - my first and last book by this author. If you are like the characters in this... See more
I gave this book 1 star because zero was not an option. This book is a string of cliches made worse by weak characters, weak plot and a totally predictable ending. A really disappointing book - my first and last book by this author. If you are like the characters in this book who are so rich they never qudestion wasting their money buy this book but don''t waste your time reading it.
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Jess Kyle
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Don''t buy if you like good literature
Reviewed in the United States on December 21, 2019
I can see why some people like this...it''s extremely easy and fast to read and the beginning is somewhat engrossing. And I especially wanted to like this because I live in Nashville. However, the writing is unimpressive at best and cringe-y at worst. One reviewer mentioned... See more
I can see why some people like this...it''s extremely easy and fast to read and the beginning is somewhat engrossing. And I especially wanted to like this because I live in Nashville. However, the writing is unimpressive at best and cringe-y at worst. One reviewer mentioned the overuse of italics. Oh.my.god. the italics. They''re supposed to be used sparingly for emphasis and not on every page of the book!

Also, I truly couldn''t stomach the amount of times I had to read about how beautiful the main character, Nina, was...why is that relevant? And of course the other main character is "ruggedly" handsome in a blue collar way. The only characters with real flaws were the ones we are expected to dislike. I actually had to put down the book for two weeks before returning to it because the writing was so insultingly formulaic and the characters overwhelmingly one-dimensional. I skimmed through the middle of the book and wouldn''t have finished it if not for it being the book club pick this month. It''s just a watered down version of real life traumas that are finally being brought to light during the #me-too era and reminds me of something I''d read in Creative Writing 101.
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My first and probably last Emily Giffin book
Reviewed in the United States on September 17, 2018
I had high hopes for this book reading the reviews. I had never read a book by Emily Giffin, and maybe I shouldn’t have started with this one. Not only was it so completely politically slanted and preachy, but the storyline was flat and dull. It was more like an... See more
I had high hopes for this book reading the reviews. I had never read a book by Emily Giffin, and maybe I shouldn’t have started with this one.

Not only was it so completely politically slanted and preachy, but the storyline was flat and dull. It was more like an ongoing journal entry than a book. It had a rushed ending which was extremely anti-climactic.

It was like the author was trying to just wrap things up really quickly to meet a deadline. And oh my gosh, somebody tell her to stop using italics on every single page! So irritating!

Even found myself skipping pages because she droned on and on about the most pointless information and then rushed the ending. There was no heartwarming, good feeling at the end at all. I felt like I just read a really long summary of a really dull incident.
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5.0 out of 5 starsVerified Purchase
Don''t be put off by the cost.
Reviewed in the United Kingdom on July 12, 2018
I wouldn''t normally pay this amount for a book but I heard good things about it and read good reviews. I''m glad I got it. Least not I can now share this copy as it was so good. Having a teenage daughter myself I could relate to the characters especially Layla. It''s such a...See more
I wouldn''t normally pay this amount for a book but I heard good things about it and read good reviews. I''m glad I got it. Least not I can now share this copy as it was so good. Having a teenage daughter myself I could relate to the characters especially Layla. It''s such a current topic the whole social media thing. Could see this being turned into a movie. I am a kindle girl through and through and my only disappointment is it''s not on there I struggled with the heaviness of the hardback and missed my kindle after so many years of not having a book to hold!
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Bookie monster
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Interesting and gripping
Reviewed in the United Kingdom on September 5, 2018
I''ve read a few books by this author over the years and enjoyed all of them. This follows the story of Nina and her family and Tom and his daughter. Its a relevant and up to date topic, that i found interesting and as with all Emily''s books well written. The only bugaboo i...See more
I''ve read a few books by this author over the years and enjoyed all of them. This follows the story of Nina and her family and Tom and his daughter. Its a relevant and up to date topic, that i found interesting and as with all Emily''s books well written. The only bugaboo i have is that I thought the ending was slightly rushed. Enjoyable read though!
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NM
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Goodreads Best Fiction 2018 nominee
Reviewed in the United Kingdom on November 30, 2018
All We Ever Wanted was a captivating and engaging read. At first glance it might seem the plot is quite simple, not much going on, but actually so much is happening in this novel. One reckless action of a teenage boy unravels a series of events that will dramatically affect...See more
All We Ever Wanted was a captivating and engaging read. At first glance it might seem the plot is quite simple, not much going on, but actually so much is happening in this novel. One reckless action of a teenage boy unravels a series of events that will dramatically affect lives of people around him. I am very happy to see this book nominated for Goodreads Best Fiction 2018.
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SusieL
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Brilliant and a must-read for book clubs
Reviewed in the United Kingdom on October 8, 2018
A gripping look at the way we raise our children and the monsters we are in danger of creating. The central event is cleverly subtle and the novel asks many questions which are well worth discussing in terms of our children and their moral compasses in today''s internet...See more
A gripping look at the way we raise our children and the monsters we are in danger of creating. The central event is cleverly subtle and the novel asks many questions which are well worth discussing in terms of our children and their moral compasses in today''s internet world.
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Mikki
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Not the best
Reviewed in the United Kingdom on September 8, 2018
I thought the book started off very well. The story being relayed by central characters. Twists & turns. But, then we rushed quickly to the end and an epilogue. Which was bland and unbelievable. I felt a bit cheated to be honest.
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