This book was highly useful as adoptive parents... but only as a cautionary tale of what NOT to do.
I read this entirely prepared to be sympathetic, and expecting a story of a highly damaged child making her placement untenable through violence, stealing or sexual abuse. Despite then adoptive parents' desperate attempts to vindicate and glorify themselves, the worst they can accuse Lucy of was normal childhood behaviours (mild fibbing to avoid punishment, squabbling with her sister) or behaviour that should be expected in a traumatised child (needing firm structure and security). The writer's constant stream of self-justification and self-praise in the face of her callous abandonment of her child doesn't help matters, either. And her selfcentredness and complete lack of empathy is stunning.
The writer is horrified that the social workers "accused" her of emotional abuse, but that is exactly what her own account stands as an indictment for. From the start, Lucy was relegated to a secondary position and had it constantly reinforced that she was less important and worthwhile than their birth child, who comes across as a spoiled, unlikeable and manipulative brat despite her mother's best attempts to portray her as a perfect angel - in contrast, of course, to poor, inadequate, chubby, second-best Lucy.
Poor Lucy must always have been aware that she had been adopted merely as an adjuct to (and toy for) the "real" daughter. (Unsuprisingly, the adoption breakdown was accompanied by the mother getting pregnant with another biokid.) When the birth daughter decided she was tired of having a sister, she just had to attempt a unconvincing imitation of being "troubled" that read like it had been taken from Home & Away, and the poor "forever daughter" was dumped, now too old to have much chance of a permanent placement.
Two things particularly resonate in my memory: that the birth daughter had a large bedroom while Lucy was relegated to a cupboard under the stairs - shades of Harry Potter! - and that when Lucy made the mistake of playing with the popular kids who were uninterested in Perfect Birth Daughter (amazing, as she was so beautiful and charming...) she was threatened by her mother with "Don't you WANT to be a part of the family?" Unfortunately, giving up her friends and pathetically apologising for daring be more popular than her "sister" wasn't, in the end, enough to avoid her being returned to Social Services like an unwanted pet being dumped on the pound.
This is a heartbreaking and unpleasant read about the abuse and rejection of an already damaged child. The poor little mite is blamed for everything from her mother failing to bond with Biokid #2 to Boi
koid #1's unconvincing "anorexia" to causing the family car to be broken into by giving them bad luck. The only thing the adoptive mother is right about was that Social Services really should have rejected her as a prospective adopter from the start.