It's been AGES since I read a Jodi Picoult book. Looking through the archives, it's been since April of 2012, and my thoughts on Lone Wolf were the same as the last few Picoult books - they just felt a bit flat. This book is definitely a redemption for me. The characters all really come alive and have a great balance of humor and heartache. I was completely engrossed Jenna's search for her mother and the mystery surrounding her disappearance. I also love how Jodi Picoult very obviously researches the hell out of her subjects, as I learned a lot of cool things about elephants (which Jenna's mother studies). I was sad that it had to come to an over-used gimmicky conclusion, but enjoyed the journey to get there.