Eva never wanted to be a mother, and she certainly never imagined raising a boy who would commit an unthinkable act of violence. Two years after her son Kevin killed seven classmates, a teacher, and a cafeteria worker, Eva writes to her estranged husband, searching for meaning in the wreckage of their family.
Through her confessions, a portrait emerges of guilt, denial, and the fragile bond between love and fear. Was Kevin’s brutality born from nature, nurture, or something darker? As Eva confronts her role in what happened, every word becomes both accusation and plea for understanding.
Lionel Shriver’s We Need to Talk About Kevin remains a piercing study of motherhood, morality, and the haunting limits of responsibility.