The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue
Cut along the dashed lines and pass the cards around the table.
What is the coziest spot in your home where you imagined yourself curling up with Addie's story?
Was there a particular city or era Addie passes through that made you want to visit (or revisit a memory of)?
Addie collects small joys (a song, a sketch, a meal). What tiny, everyday thing brings you the kind of comfort she clings to?
The book lingers on the warmth of being truly seen by someone. When in your life have you felt most genuinely noticed?
Art, music, and books carry Addie's mark through time. What song, painting, or story do you hope outlives you?
Which scene felt like a soft blanket while you were reading it, and which one left a little ache you carried around all day?
Addie bargains away one kind of life for another. Without spoiling anything, was there a trade in the book that felt achingly familiar to a choice you have made?
By the end, what feeling did the book leave gently sitting in your chest, and did it remind you of anyone you wanted to call or hold close?