This is the story of a Jewish family in 1960s New York, and how the fate of the 4 children are effected by their visit to a fortune teller that tells them the dates of their deaths. The idea is a great exploration of fate vs free will, but suffers from some poor choices on the part of the author. There is a trope called "killing the queers" -- and that is the way she starts the story. Then there is the stigmatization of addiction and mental health issues. As much as it was supposed to be a historically placed novel, there was no requirement to engage in prejudices and stigmas of the time.
The third siblings story was largely forgettable, and while the fourth siblings story was heartwarming, it also felt a touch contrived. Overall, the story was good but not great.
The third siblings story was largely forgettable, and while the fourth siblings story was heartwarming, it also felt a touch contrived. Overall, the story was good but not great.