Not bad, but nothing special. Nice quiet writing and atmosphere but very underwhelming story and characters. There must be other better books on the subject of Ireland's Magdalen laundries. This book made me interested to read more on this part of Irish history, and that is a good thing. 

Also, authors, please stop using the phrase "he let out a breath he didn't know he was holding." I read the same exact phrase in at least one other  contemporary book (can't remember titles because I ended up dnfing those books anyway for other reasons). What's up with that phrase? Isn't other ways to say the same thing? 

I didn't dislike this book, and in general I liked the writing style, but overall it left me indifferent and unsatisfied.