“But the truth was, we had failed, and rather than let anyone else know, we crafted careful excuses and alibis, and wrapped them around ourselves like a cloak to keep out the cold truth. The first state: denial.”
This is a story of three sisters who return home to restructure their lives and to care for their ill mother. The girls, Cordelia, Bianca and Roselind, are named after Shakespearean characters – their father a professor who raised his family to avoid television, read for pleasure and quote the Bard as part of regular conversation.
Eleanor Brown takes a chance with her first novel, and narrates this books in the first person plural. We – the weird sisters – are the collective narrator. I didn’t mind this, and appreciated the effort. Each sister has their own problem – mostly about growing up. In spite of the unusual narrative and the Shakespearean connections, the book didn’t bowl me over. I didn’t care about the characters and the storyline was predictable. Didn’t hate it, but didn’t love it either.
3 stars (out of 5)
Published in 2011