This story is split between a father with chronic depression, trying to figure out who he is after at the impetus of a bad situation he cultivated with a co worker, the other half being that man’s daughter, who similarly finds herself at a crossroads. Both are indigenous and that feeling of not belonging playing a roll, but both are grounded in teenage problems and something like mid-life crisis conjoined with mental health.

Overall, I felt the writing was indicative of YA, which this author has written most of. The marketing of it as adult fiction might not have been the best choice, though one of the characters is an adult. There’s no content I’d label as strictly adult fiction, either. The plot is fairly basic, the interiority is very tell and not show, sometimes reiterating the same points. The dialogue is more concerned with feeling natural than being very effective. It is very simplistic and communicates a prescriptive message. It just feels like a YA book, and I had much higher expectations.