Meet the Birds, the perfect 2.4 family living in their beautiful chocolate box Cotswold cottage.
When tragedy strikes one Easter weekend the family is splintered and a home built on lies and mistrust in uncovered, sending them all down very different paths.
When there's a death in the family, the Birds find themselves called back to the nest.
Amongst the debris of their childhoods will they be able to forgive the past?
Well...where do I start? This book was awful I'm beginning to think that Jewell has lost her mind after this and her previous novel, The Girls.
This story, to use the word plot would be misleading as there isn't really one, follows the lives of the Bird family from child to adulthood.
Up until the fateful Easter weekend when tragedy befell them I was plodding along quite nicely waiting for it all to unravel. Oh boy did it unravel, from here on out I kept wondering exactly how many bad things can happen to one family? It became absolutely ridiculous and with each page turn I lost interest a little bit more.
All the characters were unlikeable. The mentally ill mother, the sickly sweet neighbour, and the spineless sap of a daughter were just a few, and the rest of the Birds were no better.
I won't be picking up another book by Jewell until she regains some sense and gets back to what she does best....does anyone remember 'Ralph's Party'???