I read this book when my parents told my sister and me, after 60 years, that my father was not my biological father. Dani's articulation of her experience, the intense shame that surrounded being sterile back in the 50s and 60s and the insidiousness of a family secret as profound as this encapsulated feelings that I couldn't access. Dani understands the betrayal, the hurt and the reorganizing of your past when you find out you're not the person you thought you were. This book supported and held me at a time when I couldn't make sense of a plethora of feelings and thoughts.