This is a dark and delicious book about a young woman's memories of growing up in her family. This is one of those families " wrapped in a mystery, inside an enigma." It is one of the many suffering families burdened with inscrutable secrets which family members are trained from early on not to go near or speak of. The disappearance of Tillie's beloved mother while Tillie is briefly away, and the fierce taboos that have instantly appeared to discourage anyone from speaking of it, are marvelously drawn. These things do happen in real families. Ms. Henderson explores the possibility , which many children fear is true, but which everyone assures them certainly is not, that their parent went away or appeared to no longer love them because of something inadequate or specifically unlovable about the child. But what if that actually was the reason? What if your mother really didn't love you much, and in fact, loved her life most when she was away from you. This eccentric, artistic, literary mother, whom Tillie adores, seems to have had a tremendous impact upon Tillie. But it is Tillie and not her mother whose energy is continually expended trying to spend time with her, despite the obstacle course thrown in her way by the entire family and even her house. Meanwhile the rest of the family, the stoical, functional, steadfast, dependable father is quite ignored and discredited, as is the peripheral brother who seems to do most things right, is living his own way through it, but never gets that level of attention and affection. If, as it was in my case, you may have grown up in a family with secrets and uncertain of the love of your parents and/or siblings, this novel will show you that you weren't alone. It's a ravishing story that will make you want to cry out for all of us.