a novel about the confusion in trying to place yourself when you have a tendency to drift and not trust those around you, but long to find someone to make sense of your life. At the center of this spiral of narrative is a murder, but the work pushes the reader into the desperate emotional holes of the characters to understand that murder is the least of these characters' problems. murder seems to be one of the few things that can help these keening, needy people to create identity.
this is a writer who seems to have some insight, but the book had a muddy quality to it, especially in the passages about puerto rico - if there were larger ideas she was working on regarding international identity, they were not very well done. her island descriptions were lush and beautiful like a tourist's, but they seemed to be flat and lacking the poetry of metaphor that might have transformed this novel into something brilliant.
a quick and enjoyable read - i was pushed on to reading more in one sitting than normal for me, but it is not worth recommending and i would not read it again.