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Reviewed in Australia on 14 February 2022
Imagine you’re a writer. You want to write a story about a young woman who’s desperate to be united with her small daughter. So you have her deliver the child in prison to be then raised by the excellent parents of her now dead partner. But you want this woman to be sympathetic, so you pull out every conceivable stop as to why she was hard done by. You want some sizzling sex in there because hey, sex sells, so you build a conflicted attraction between your protagonist and her partner’s best friend, a scarcely believable guy who is in loco parentis to the child and best mates with the grandparents, who of course, don’t realise how excellent your protagonist really is. Not saying that such things can’t happen or that the reveals aren’t well plotted but you can see the end coming a mile off. Frankly, these people have the depth of gnats. They’re symptoms of America’s Instagram generation.