The Snow Child
Cut along the dashed lines and pass the cards around the table.
Where were you reading this one, and did the snow in it make you want blankets, a window seat, or a trip to Alaska?
When you were a kid, what did you build out of snow (or mud, or sand), and did you ever secretly half-believe it was alive?
Mabel and Jack are quiet people who love each other badly and well at the same time. Which small gesture between them softened you most?
The Bensons arrive loud and generous into a very silent book. How did their warmth land for you, and who in your life is your version of Esther?
Ivey writes winter as both beautiful and genuinely dangerous. What did this book make you feel about cold, and about the comfort of being indoors while something wild is outside?
The fairy tale book from Mabel's childhood follows her north. What story from your own childhood has stayed with you in a way you cannot quite explain?
The novel never forces you to choose between wonder and explanation. Where did your heart land, and did you find that choice comforting or a little lonely?
This is a book about wanting something very badly and loving whatever arrives instead. Without giving anything away, did reading it feel like being held or like being ached open?