I understood that this book was an autobiography when I opened it, but as I started reading it, I thought to myself "so what?" The author represents her story in what I felt was a rather narcissistic way. She is not the only person in the world with family issues, and she's certainly not the only adoptee or illegitimate child in the world either. I tried to look for the good as I kept reading, but honestly it was a struggle for me to get through this book. I was expecting much more profound themes to emerge as I read, but what I found was just another sob story about a person with a less than ideal family background. Welcome to the club, A.M. Homes!