Hmm, on paper everything about this was my sort of book. A close knit family, secrets slowly emerging… Yet something was just a bit off about it. I never quite felt absorbed by the characters, and actively disliked matriarch Margo; I just could not get past her constant self-absorption and didn‘t buy into the great Richard-Margo love affair that the entire story centres around. It‘s readable but forgettable I‘m afraid…