It’s one of the sharpest, funniest, and most unexpectedly moving contemporary novels I’ve read in recent years.
At its heart, this is a story about two sisters who have lived for more than a thousand years and still struggle to understand each other.
It’s sharp, compulsively readable, deeply stressful in a good way, and unexpectedly emotionally perceptive beneath its chaotic surface.
There’s a familiar promise attached to novels about messy families: humour, dysfunction, and hope that something might come back together.
It’s not a novel that announces its intentions immediately. But once it settles into its rhythm, it becomes difficult to look away.