I loved this novel for its sharp, whip-smart observations and turns of phrase. I love a book with funny, revelatory descriptions and this one delivers. It is a simple plot that is basically an excuse to delve into the theme of generational inheritance and trauma. The Fletcher family is scarred by their father’s kidnapping, their inherited wealth, as well as the toxicity of the family business – a styrofoam factory. The character development is thorough with each sibling getting a good chunk of ink, allowing for the nuclear family described from various angles and points in time. We also see the family characters as they bump up against the outside world – employers, spouses, love interests, friends, and employees. These scenes offer comedic dialogue, examples of paranoia, neurosis, and guilt – scenes which the author has great skill in painting to the extent they could be laugh out loud funny and cringe-worthy at the same time. The reader deduces from the opening pages that this is a doomed family, the novel portraying their fall from grace, nevertheless there is so much intelligent language and observation to be soaked up from every page. Highly recommend.