Mockingbird is about a girl named Caitlin.
She has Asperger’s syndrome.
"Asperger’s syndrome, also called Asperger’s disorder, is a type of pervasive developmental disorder (PDD). PDDs are a group of conditions that involve delays in the development of many basic skills, most notably the ability to socialize with others, to communicate, and to use imagination." - WebMD.com
She goes to a normal school, but she doesn’t have friends. The only person who she considers a friend is her brother.
Then, he died. And it changed her life, completely.
Perhaps, under different circumstances, it would have been easier to deal with what happened. Though, who am I kidding? The death of someone we know, especially someone who’s close to us, always leaves a hole somewhere within us that may not be patched anew, ever. The story, however, translates into words the difficulty of finding peace after the incident, and of moving on, especially of a person with a disorder like Asperger’s.
So there goes the whole scenario presented in the 200++ pages of this book.
It’s not hard to empathize with the characters in this book. After all, violence like school shooting happens in real life. It’s not just some fictional plot imagined by people. Michael Bay’s documentary would tell you that.
I appreciate the author’s idea of not focusing on the suspect and the reason behind why he did what he did. That could’ve been a waste of 50++ pages. ‘Cause who cares? The damage has been done. Death is permanent. Knowing the reason wouldn’t make the situation any different. If I were a relative of one of the victims, I would not give a damn about it.
Sensibly, the book focuses on the people left behind by the victims, and their journey, which is more like a struggle, to find closure.
Do you unremember a tragic incident? No. You just move on.
Moving on is not synonymous to forgetting. You don’t forget people who you cared so much for. Presence, existence, these may not always come in tangible forms. After death, we may exist through a non-living thing. People may see us in the trees, in the stars…and even in an unfinished chest.