3/5 stars

What's it about? Silvie and her parents are spending their holiday participating in an experiential anthropology class on Iron Age Britons, her dad’s all-consuming obsession. As Silvie grapples with the daily struggle of survival amidst the feckless students, she reflects on the violence within her strange family.

How’d I find it? While visiting a dear friend, I wandered into The Bookmark Bookstore in downtown Oakland. So many treasures!

Who will enjoy this book? Fans of Fernanda Melchor’s outstanding Hurricane Season might like this one.

What stood out? Sarah Moss deftly builds dread into her story, and while the tension doesn’t quite deliver, we can sense the dark thoughts lingering in her prose. Silvie’s mother, who resigns herself to domesticity and silence, piqued my interest in future installments about this family.

Which line made me feel something? “Of course, that was the whole point of the re-enactment, that we ourselves became the ghosts, learning to walk the land as they walked it two thousand years ago, to tend our fire as they tended theirs and hope that some of their thoughts, their way of understanding the world, would follow the dance of muscle and bone.”