This is one of those weird books that I couldn't put down, but didn't actually like much. It was well written, but decidedly unpleasant. More importantly, I didn't see the point of it. It seemed like the author had gone, "Right, let's see how much trouble we can get this family into - just because I can!"I guess I should have read the writing on the wall when the first chapter involved a suicide (something I have very strong feelings against), and just stopped there, but the back sounded interesting, and I'd been wanting to read it for years. Just a shame that the library didn't have it, so I actually ended up spending money on it.