I gave up on Jodi Picoult a few years ago. While I loved The Pact (the first of hers I read – if you haven’t read it, you should) and several other early novels, I was finding her work too predictable and formulaic. I kept reading positive reviews of small great things, however, and I thought I would try it out. I was encouraged when the librarian told me it was worth a read when I checked it out. I fell right into this book and read about a quarter of it the first day. And, while it was a fast read, about 1/3 of the way in, it read like most of her others – medical drama followed by court case. This was a good read, and, if you haven’t read any of her others, I would definitely pick it up. It gives you pause and is a unique way to look at race relations in America. If, however, like me, you are tired of her predictability, I would give this one a pass.