I like a good family drama, but this one missed the mark. Maybe it was the writing (I often found myself needing to re-read paragraphs, not because they were complex concepts, but the wording often felt awkward), maybe it was the too unlikely (to me) situation of a squatter in a home in an upscale neighborhood, maybe it was just the wrong book for the wrong time for me as the reader. I probably won't think about this one again, and will just move on to something else.