Where'd You Go, Bernadette by Maria Semple

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I loved this novel about an architect mother who goes missing. The story is told through emails, letters, notes, and journal-like entries compiled by her 15-year-old daughter. Sometimes it reminded me of Douglas Coupland's writing. Also, it made me think about going to Antarctica. Really good book!

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