Really well written, good read, well done. Excellent description of the evolution of a family, from America to Ghana.
Part of me wants to rebel against this novel, though. Really. Event occurs that causes a far-flung, estranged family to get together, reveal deep, dark secrets, say the things they should have said years ago, have a good cry, and start healing. It's beautifully done. Really, it is.
But why all the drama about things unsaid? Why can't people in fiction ever talk to one another? Do families that have spent decades together suddenly go years without speaking?
I think I may be reading too much fiction lately. Or fiction of a particular type. Because as creative and well-done as this is, it felt unsurprising, like I've read its pieces elsewhere fairly recently. But I would absolutely read the next book from this author. I just hope there's something a little less neat about it.