Synopsis from Goodreads:
"Six women. One man. Seven secrets. One could ruin them all.
Kit is a twenty-five-year-old archaeology undergrad, who doesn’t like to get her hands dirty. Life seems purposeless. But if she could track down her father, Roger, maybe her perspective would change.
The only problem—Roger is as rotten as the decomposing oranges in her back yard according to the women in her life: Ailish, her mother—an English literature professor who communicates in quotes and clichés, and who still hasn’t learned how to express emotion on her face; Ivy, her half-sister—a depressed archaeologist, with a slight case of nymphomania who fled to America after a divorce to become a waitress; and Eleanor, Ivy’s mother—a pediatric surgeon who embellishes her feelings with medical jargon, and named her daughter after "Intravenous."
Against all three women’s wishes, Kit decides to find Roger.
Enter a sister Kit never knew about.
But everyone else did."
This book contained so much drama without revealing enough for me to fully get the thought of it all. It has completely failed to establish any emotional connection. No sympathy was ever aroused for each of the characters. A lot of mystery was never solved/revealed leaving me clueless. Too much cliches in the events, somewhat imitating that of romcom movies. My interest was extinguished before I even reached halfway. I ended up reading the dialogues and ignoring the narrative and seemingly unnecessary details that ended up useless. It's such a whirlwind that I completely failed to appreciate the distress that each character faced. The conclusion of the story was so lame it never satisfied the yearning of the reader for the "great revelation". It was so simple, it was as if the author grew tired of the story and just decided to end it like that.