Keeping Faith
Author Jodi Picoult's engrossing novels are a permanent fixture on the New York Times bestseller list. Critics consistently praise Picoult's ability to masterfully capture the complex dynamics of the most sophisticated human relationships.
Years ago, Mariah attempted suicide after discovering her husband Colin's infidelity. When she stumbles upon Colin actively involved in his second affair, she files for divorce and retains custody of their seven-year-old daughter Faith. But soon, Faith starts talking to an imaginary
friend who may be God-and Faith insists God is a woman. The media attention escalates when Faith begins experiencing stigmata, compelling Colin to sue for custody. Before her life falls completely apart, Mariah must fight for her daughter.
Full of riveting plot twists and charged with swirling emotions, Keeping Faith is an unforgettable tale of one woman's discovery of the strong, confident, brave person she always had within.
“Picoult gets better and better with each book ... this is an entrancing novel. Highly recommended.”-Library Journal
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Keeping Faith
Author Jodi Picoult's engrossing novels are a permanent fixture on the New York Times bestseller list. Critics consistently praise Picoult's ability to masterfully capture the complex dynamics of the most sophisticated human relationships.
Years ago, Mariah attempted suicide after discovering her husband Colin's infidelity. When she stumbles upon Colin actively involved in his second affair, she files for divorce and retains custody of their seven-year-old daughter Faith. But soon, Faith starts talking to an imaginary
friend who may be God-and Faith insists God is a woman. The media attention escalates when Faith begins experiencing stigmata, compelling Colin to sue for custody. Before her life falls completely apart, Mariah must fight for her daughter.
Full of riveting plot twists and charged with swirling emotions, Keeping Faith is an unforgettable tale of one woman's discovery of the strong, confident, brave person she always had within.
“Picoult gets better and better with each book ... this is an entrancing novel. Highly recommended.”-Library Journal
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Keeping Faith

Keeping Faith

by Jodi Picoult

Narrated by Eliza Foss, Julia Gibson

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Keeping Faith

Keeping Faith

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Author Jodi Picoult's engrossing novels are a permanent fixture on the New York Times bestseller list. Critics consistently praise Picoult's ability to masterfully capture the complex dynamics of the most sophisticated human relationships.
Years ago, Mariah attempted suicide after discovering her husband Colin's infidelity. When she stumbles upon Colin actively involved in his second affair, she files for divorce and retains custody of their seven-year-old daughter Faith. But soon, Faith starts talking to an imaginary
friend who may be God-and Faith insists God is a woman. The media attention escalates when Faith begins experiencing stigmata, compelling Colin to sue for custody. Before her life falls completely apart, Mariah must fight for her daughter.
Full of riveting plot twists and charged with swirling emotions, Keeping Faith is an unforgettable tale of one woman's discovery of the strong, confident, brave person she always had within.
“Picoult gets better and better with each book ... this is an entrancing novel. Highly recommended.”-Library Journal

Editorial Reviews

Detroit Free Press

The Pact is so good that we can't put it down.

Entertainment Weekly

In a small town in New Hampshire something funny happens to a 7-year-old girl when her parents split up: she starts spouting Bible verses and seeing God. Given that the little girl - named, appropriately enough, Faith - hasn't been raised in a religious household, it a little weird. Then inexplicable things begin happening: Faith's grandmother goes into cardiac arrest and is resurrected in perfect health, and Faith starts bleeding from both palms. Soon enough, religious junkies begin flocking to her home, and Faith's horrified father sues for custody. Such a plot could easily fall into the realm of gothic melodrama, but instead it's addictively readable, raising valid questions about religion without getting maudlin. For a novel, that in itself is a miracle.

Publishers Weekly - Publisher's Weekly

Fans of Picoult's fluent and absorbing storytelling will welcome her new novel, which, like Harvesting the Heart, explores family dynamics and the intricacies of motherhood, and concludes, as did The Pact, with tense courtroom drama. In the small town of New Canaan, N.H., 33-year-old Mariah discovers that her husband, Colin, is having an affair. Years ago, his cheating drove Mariah to attempt suicide and Colin had her briefly committed to an institution. Now Mariah's facing divorce and again fighting depression, when her eight-year-old daughter, Faith, suddenly acquires an imaginary friend. Soon this friend is telling the girl how to bring her grandmother back from the dead and how to cure a baby dying of AIDS. As Faith manifests stigmata, doctors are astounded, and religious controversy ensues, in part because Faith insists that God is a woman. An alarmed Colin sues for custody of Faith, and the fear of losing her daughter dramatically changes meek, diffident Mariah into a strong, protective and brave woman--one who fights for her daughter, holds her own against doctors and lawyers and finds the confidence to pursue a surprising new romance with TV atheist Ian Fletcher, cynical "Spokesman of the Millennium Generation." Though the novel feels a bit long, Picoult's pacing stabilizes the increasingly complicated plot, and the final chapters, in which Mariah fights for Faith's custody in court, are riveting. The mother-daughter relationship is all the more powerful for being buffeted by the exploitative and ethically questionable domains of medicine, media, law and religion; these characters' many triumphant transformations are Picoult's triumphs as well. Agent, Laura Gross. (May)

Library Journal

When seven-year-old Faith White and her mother, Mariah, swing by the house on the way to ballet class, they find that Daddy is home and he's brought a playmate. This is not the first time he's been caught cheating. After the fuss and feathers have settled and Dad has moved out, Faith begins talking to an imaginary friend who, it seems, is God. And God is not male but female. Faith is able to effect miraculous cures and is also occasionally afflicted with stigmata. When the media gets wind of this, the circus begins. The local rabbi takes an interest (Faith and Mariah are technically Jewish), and the local Catholic priest pays several inquiring visits. There is also a gaggle of psychologists. Throw in a professional atheist for the romance angle and a vicious custody fight with an egomaniacal lawyer, and you have a riveting read. Picot (The Pact, LJ 2/15/98) gets better and better with each book. If you can suspend disbelief on one or two points, this is an entrancing novel. Highly recommended.--Dawn L. Anderson, North Richland Hills P.L., TX

People Magazine

Picoult has the remarkable ability to make us share her characters' feelings.

Deirdre Donahue

Nowadays, the bookshop shelves graon with tales about stylish fol liviing urban lives, simply marinating in glib sophistication, ironic asides and urban angst. But perhaps you're the kind of reader who finds that bicoastal attitude superficial perhaps you crave the sincere and accessible exploration of likes biggest issues such as 'Does God exist?'...This story makes you wonder about God. And that is a rare moment,indeed, in modern fiction.
USA Today

Kirkus Reviews

A sweetly affirmative portrait of mother-daughter love that explores big questions while also providing a riveting narrative of a custody battle.

From the Publisher

"Keeping Faith is a raging success. . . . A triumph. This novel's haunting strength will hold the reader until the very end and make Faith and her story impossible to forget." — Richmond Times-Dispatch

"Extraordinary . . . Faith's saga . . . leaves the reader virtually breathless . . . Picoult tells a great story." — Orlando Sentinel

Richmond Times-Dispatch

"Keeping Faith is a raging success. . . . A triumph. This novel's haunting strength will hold the reader until the very end and make Faith and her story impossible to forget."

Orlando Sentinel

"Extraordinary . . . Faith's saga . . . leaves the reader virtually breathless . . . Picoult tells a great story."

Orlando Sentinel

"Extraordinary . . . Faith's saga . . . leaves the reader virtually breathless . . . Picoult tells a great story."

FEB/MAR 07 - AudioFile

Mariah catches a strange woman in the bedroom with her supposedly devoted husband, and he leaves. Life is further complicated when her daughter, Faith, begins experiencing stigmata and visions. Picoult reveals core emotions as Mariah struggles to keep Faith in a custody case, fighting a deeper battle in herself to gain the confidence she badly needs. This underlying conflict is well represented with a dual reading. Eliza Foss reads the bulk of the narrative in a voice that is strong and straightforward. Julia Gibson reads Mariah's first-person bits in a voice that combines self-doubt and undeniable strength. These emotions vie in Gibson's voice just as they do in the story, adding additional conflict to a tense plot. S.W. © AudioFile 2007, Portland, Maine

Product Details

BN ID: 2940170880478
Publisher: Recorded Books, LLC
Publication date: 07/11/2007
Edition description: Unabridged

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Keeping FaithChapter One

Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth
Unseen, both when we wake and when we sleep.
— John Milton, Paradise Lost

There are certain things I do not talk about.

Like when I was thirteen, and I had to take my dog and have her put to sleep. Or the time in high school that I got all dressed up for the prom and sat by the window, waiting for a boy who never came. Or the way I felt when I first met Colin.

Well, I talk a little about that, but I don't admit that from the beginning I knew we were not meant to be together. Colin was a college football star; I'd been hired by his coach to tutor him to pass French. He kissed me- shy, plain, scholarly—on a dare from his teammates, and even muddled by embarrassment, it left me feeling gilded.

It is perfectly clear to me why I fell in love with Colin. But I have never understood what made him fall for me.

He told me that when he was with me, he became someone different-a person he liked better than the easygoing jock, the good ol' fraternity boy. He told me that I made him feel admired for what he was instead of what he'd done. I argued that I wasn't a match for him, not tall or stunning or sophisticated enough. And when he disagreed, I made myself believe him.

I don't talk about what happened five years later, when I was proved right.

I don't talk about the way he could not look me in the eye while he was arranging to have me locked away.

Opening my eyes is a Herculean effort, Swollen and grainy, they seem resolved to stay sealed shut, preferring not to risk the sight of something else that might turn the world on end.But there is a hand on my arm, and for all I know it might be Colin, so I manage to slit them enough that the light, sharp as a splinter, comes into view. "Mariah", my mother soothes, smoothing my hair back from my forehead. "You feeling better?"

"No." I am not feeling anything. Whatever Dr. Johansen prescribed over the phone makes it seem as if there's a foam cushion three inches thick around me, a barrier that moves with me and flexes and manages to keep the worst away.

"Well, it's time to get moving," my mother says, matter-of-fact. She leans forward and tries to haul me from the bed.

"I don't want to take a shower." I try to curl into a ball.

"Neither do I." My mother grunts. The last time she'd come into the room, it was to drag me into the bathroom and under a cold spray of water. "You're going to sit up, damn it, if it sends me to an early grave."

That makes me think of her coffin table, and of the ballet lesson Faith and I never did manage to get to three days ago. I pull away from her grasp and cover my face, fresh tears running like wax. "What is the matter with me?"

"Absolutely nothing, in spite of what that cretin wants you to believe." My mother puts her hands on my burning cheeks. "This is not your fault, Mariah. This isn't something you could have stopped before it happened. Colin isn't worth the ground he walks on." She spits on the carpet, to prove it. "Now sit up so that I can bring Faith in here."

That gets my attention. "She can't see me like this."

"So, change."

"It's not that easy-"

"Yes, it is," my mother insists. "It's not just you this time, Mariah. You want to fall apart? Fine, then-do it after you've seen Faith. You know I'm right, or you wouldn't have called me to come over here and take care of her three days ago." Staring at me, she softens her voice. "She's got an idiot for a father, and she's got you. You make what you want of that."

For a second I let hope sneak through the cracks in my armor. "Did she ask for me?"

My mother hesitates. "No ... but that's neither here nor there." As she goes to get Faith, I adjust the pillows behind my back and wipe my face with a corner of the comforter. My daughter enters the room, propelled by my mother's hand. She stops two feet from the bed. "Hi," I say, bright as any actress.

For a moment I just delight in seeing her—the crooked part of her hair, the space where her front tooth used to be, the chipped pink Tinkerbell polish on her fingernails. She folds her arms and sets her colt's legs and mulishly presses her beautiful bow of a mouth into a flat line.

"Want to sit down?" I pat the mattress beside me.

She doesn't answer; she barely even breathes. With a sharp pain I realize that I know exactly what she's doing, because I've done it myself: You convince yourself that if you keep perfectly still, if you don't make any sudden moves, neither will anyone else. "Faith . .

I reach out my hand, but she turns and walks out of the room.

Part of me wants to follow her, but a larger part of me can't muster the courage. "She's still not talking. Why?"

"You're her mother. You find out."

But I can't. If I have learned anything, it is my own limits. I turn onto my side and close my eyes, hoping that my mother will get the hint that I just want her to go away.

"You'll see," she says quietly, laying her hand on top of my head. "Faith is going to get you through...

Keeping Faith. Copyright © by Jodi Picoult. Reprinted by permission of HarperCollins Publishers, Inc. All rights reserved. Available now wherever books are sold.

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