After her grandmother’s passing, Sydney Singleton finds a hidden photograph of a little girl that looks just like her. A little research tells her that the girl is her aunt Carol, one of six Black girls to go missing in North Carolina during the 1960s. But Sydney and her sister Sasha had no idea her aunt Carol even existed! With her grandmother (and father) gone, Sydney decides to unravel the truth and figure out what really happened to Aunt Carol (and the other girls). Her search leads her to Detroit, Brooklyn, and back and forth between Los Angeles and Raleigh. Meanwhile, Sydney is grappling with her own issues: her traumatic childhood and abusive father, her own nervousness about motherhood (as she goes through IVF), and her difficult relationship with her mother. As Sydney searches to find out what happened to Carol, she must confront her own baggage. Family secrets come out, and she must do everything she can to stay afloat as she entangles a web of lies that surround her family. I couldn’t put this down, I found it highly enjoyable (and I loved the twist).
