

At one point they kiss, and it's really touching. Eureka's best friend Brooks has loved her for a long time but has never found a way to show her. For those of you who enjoy their paranormal romance, you'll like the love triangle here. And it's far from the only example of female stereotyping and/or borderline slut-shaming in the book. And secondly, I should hope that no therapists AT ALL tell their patients that the most important thing in a list of life goals is catching a husband. Sorry, what? Firstly, I should hope that few therapists scold their patients in this way. Secondary characters weren't always great either - I couldn't see what Eureka's friend Cat brought to the story and her stepmother was a boring Evil Stepmother cardboard cutout.Īt one point, Eureka's therapist says to her You will wake up at forty with no husband, no children and no career if you don’t learn to engage with the world. Eureka ends the story as she began it, after a series of adventures in which she is largely passive and continues to be pretty awful. But there has to be something sympathetic in a central character for readers to identify with and I couldn't see it in Teardrop. She is a girl stuck in grief for her mother and the story is told from her point of view, so you can understand it. Perhaps most importantly, I found Eureka impossible to like.

I hate to say it, but there were quite a few things I didn't like about Teardrop. Why? And what is the inheritance from her mother? A locket, a letter, a mysterious stone and an ancient book in a language that nobody can read - what can these things possibly mean? Little does Eureka know it but her story is an old one, dating right back to the lost city of Atlantis. How? He insists that she's in terrible danger.

This strange boy knows things about Eureka that nobody but her could know. But she still doesn't cry.īut then Anders appears. Alienated from her father, disliking her stepmother, awkward around even Cat and Brooks, her best friends, Eureka no longer takes pleasure in anything, even running. But now Diana is gone, washed from a bridge by a freak wave, and Eureka is locked behind an impenetrable wall of grief. This is a lesson Eureka learned at her beloved mother's knee.
