I received this book from the publishers via NetGalley in exchange for an honest review.

Durga has returned to her grandmother's home to spend time with the matriarch of the family, and the only parent she has ever truly known, during Diwali. Over the course of the next few days, Durga begins to know her grandmother in a way she's never before and find out some family secrets long hidden.

This book just didn't do anything for me, and I was really hoping the end would give me some satisfaction and the answers I wanted. Unfortunately, it didn't and I'm not 100% sure what actually happened.

I was looking forward to the exploration of a grandmother/granddaughter relationship in this book, as I myself am very close to my gran, she's my favourite person in the world but this didn't deliver. There's doubt Durga loved her gran and her gra loved her but there was something so prickly between them that it mad any interaction uncomfortable.

The characters in this book aren't particularly likeable and they're not suppose to be liked in my opinion. There was some interesting historical flashbacks to do with Malaysia during the war and I found this interesting but again, there wasn't really enough of it.

Very little happened in this book as well until about 65% through, which is when we only start being fed the questions to the answers the story is hoping to deliver. But I didn't feel satisfied, and the book ultimately let me down a lot. A shame as I was hoping to love it.