Morton deftly weaves her tale of dark, buried family secrets finally being dragged into the light, flitting back and forth through the various generations/eras to reveal the truth of a decades-old mystery with aplomb.
Morton's novels are like interlocking puzzles, where you get the various pieces, bit by bit, often out of order, by way of a myriad of twists and turns, until they slot together to make a satisfying whole.
Always a complete joy to read and this one made me cry at the end.
LabRat
Athos: If you'd told us what you were doing, we might have been able to plan this properly. Aramis: Yes, sorry. Athos: No, no, by all means, let's keep things suicidal.
