This feels like a terrible fever dream a mother experienced.

The book wasn’t captivating me but maybe it’s because I don’t have kids.
It seemed like it represents well how exhausting kids can be at times, no matter how much you love them.
I was definitely surprised by what happens and I was tense in many points,

because, like, how do you escape someone who is just like you? How could she prove to David that it was really her if it came to that? Molly and Moll basically have the same memories up to a point. And if one tried to kill the other, how do you come up with a plan that works on yourself? This is actually mind blowing.

I was a bit disappointed at the end, I didn’t feel like I got closure and sometimes it’s fine when the author leaves you hanging but this time I would’ve liked to know more about what happens next. 

I personally wouldn’t recommend it but maybe it would hit different if I was a mother.