Susanna Sonnenberg’s memoir is gripping. Her family is dysfunctional-her mother is a drug abuser and (possibly) a nymphomaniac, and her father is an intellectual locked within his own world. Her mother gives her a Penthouse to read aloud at 10, gives her cocaine at 12, and pushes her into “relationships” she is unprepared for. The writing is clean, and moves very quickly (I read this in a night). Drugs and sex are prevalent, so if offended-not your book. She writes without judging her and her family’s decisions, and that kind of narrative choice makes it all the more believable. If anyone reads this, would love to discuss.