I'm always fascinated reading about the experience of children of immigrants and how they navigate growing up America within the traditions and cultures of their parents. This novel sounded similar to that, but unfortunately it didn't click with me. I'm not sure if it was a late-in-the-book plot point that made me cringe or lukewarm interest in the two main characters. The scenes of father Tony and daughter Tammy clashing engaged me, but the lack of history of how they came to be the way they were made the ending scenes lose some of their spark. I liked this book but didn't love it.