Jenna Fox knows that something isn't right, but she just can't put her finger on it. The reason? Because she's lost her memory. But she notices that her family lives in secrecy, and the grandmother who once loved her, treats her with open hostility. When she starts asking questions that never get answered and realizes that she's a prisoner in her own home, she decides it's time to take matters into her own hands. What happened that night of the accident? Why can't she remember anything? And, why won't anyone tell her? What she discovers, however, is that, maybe, it was better if she left well-enough alone.
This would be a great novel to teach in conjunction with Mary Shelley's Frankenstein. It approaches the science versus nature debate from the perspective of the "monster," also known as Jenna Fox. When does science go too far? When should we let people die? When should the government step in? And, when do people stop being human?