The premise for Our Short History is completely depressing. A woman who is dying of stage IV ovarian cancer, writes the book for her six-year-old son. In it, she describes who his father is and why he hadn’t met him before (she and the dad had been dating for six months when she found out she was pregnant and he didn’t want a family with her). But, the book wasn’t depressing. It was sad, sure, but it was written in such a way that you weren’t unhappy while you read it. The ending left things hanging, but it worked. I’d pick it up if you think you can brave it.