This novel is written as the story of Francine who is highly intelligent but also feisty and with insightful sensitivity, in a raw family atmosphere, where she outshines her older more average sister. She is shameless in testing the limits and is both the apple of her hippy father's eye and the target of his unpredictable rages. She is on a quest for love, whatever that is, and she is equipped for the challenges. She is in a way Ulysses, undergoing tests of resilience, mental and emotional, repeatedly beaten down only to revive and start out again. She has memorable relationships with her grandmother and her favourite teacher not least among the guides who crop up along her journey to self-discovery and balance in the game of being human. The hardest story is told as a confession to a cleric, who turns out to be a layman. The novel straddles America and England, where she and her sister entertain us with their discoveries of the differences of language and culture among English speakers. Longing for her father takes her to more and more meetings with contorted humanity reacting to the controls and turbulences of the past. Through suffering anorexia nervosa, she gives us a knowing take on the medical profession in training; and anyone giving or receiving treatment or psychotherapy might well feel better equipped. We repeatedly encounter the boundaries of morality, and the reader remains alongside Francine, with her sensitivities to those she is tied to, and with her delightfully changing perspectives. The last part of the novel is surprising and strange and a feat of imagination. The prose throughout flows in and out of memory, dream, story-telling and imagination, in a well wrought story of the family reaching its limits and in the end it is joyfully found strong enough to survive the turbulence when `one side of the banisters has been missing.'
from Anna Medcalf