I often enjoy historical fiction and biographies, and the attractive cover design seemed to guarantee an interesting tale of the Oppenheimer triplets. I tried to enjoy this but something was missing. Perhaps this is a book that can not be fairly judged by the sample pages, but the fact that the sample begins with the fifth chapter makes one wonder if this was supposed to be where the book became interesting. Perhaps the wealthy Oppenheimer family guarded their privacy so carefully that there are not any interesting anecdotes about the strangely anti-social triplets, two boys and their sister; yet surely something could be said about their early years other than a one-sentence summary of "In the house on the Esplanade, home to three toddlers, then three preschoolers, then three primary-school-aged children, the only time [their] mother heard the sound of kids at play was when one of her children had a friend over. By Chapter 7, Sally is a teenager. Wait... what? All these years just glossed over?