“One life will make the difference.” Macey Holsinger has been hearing that promise her whole life. But it hasn’t saved anyone yet, not even her little brother.
The disease has claimed countless lives in the last hundred years, and the government is working hard to find a cure through human testing. Testing that has killed nearly as many people as the disease.
At sixteen, Macey has better things to think about than saving lives and submitting to any rule other than her parents’. As a budding artist, she has her whole life ahead of her, at least until she faces her own testing.
Questions plague Macey. Questions that make everyone else nervous. How can death be justified with more death? What’s the point of all this?
Answers evade her until she’s left with only one question:
How much will she sacrifice in the name of the cure?
Page Count: 258
Published Date: November 27, 2013
*received an ARC from the author in exchange for an honest review*
**purchased the book on Amazon afterwards**
“You’re more than fine,” Dr. Raymound said. “You are the cure.”
This was an interesting read, not just because of the world set up, but because of how easy it was to connect with the characters. I appreciated Erickson’s ability to write a story that sounds good in my head. It flowed well and made me feel like I was in there with Macey. I liked that she had a good support system and had already suffered through some loss in a world with false hope. People are either dying from the disease or dying to help fight it. Even she doesn’t fully believe in the government anymore.
It is because of this that she comes off as a troublemaker; questioning things many people forced themselves to forget about years ago, daring to create anything rebellious with her artwork. She drove me nuts a few times with her stubborn beliefs. I liked that about her, don’t get me wrong, but sometimes it seemed like she didn’t think things through. Like when she drew a portrait of her dead brother as a young man? When she showed her parents, she didn’t think at all about what it’d mean to them to see their little boy looking so alive and mature, full of life and hope. He’s dead. That’s something they’ll never have beyond her canvas.
Just little things like that made me crazy, but it’s more of a personal thing than an actual critique against the book (because that would be ridiculous as you well know). Her strong character is what gets her through the rest of the novel, and though it sounds boring to just be in a clinic, it really isn’t. This was a great play on emotions and digging deep to find that you’re made of tougher stuff in harsh situations, but I think what I loved most about this was the question it silently asks you:
Would you give up your life for the future?