Just who do you think you are?
Georgia knows exactly who she is - or so she thinks. She's the sensible one, the one who has everything under her control, the one everyone turns to for wisdom and advice. Especially the members of her shambolic family - her father, who files his papers in three towering stacks marked "Urgent", "Boring" and "ABP" (Aggravating, But Pays); her brother, who makes his own two children seem positively mature; her stepmother, never without her cures for stress and bowls of chickpeas soaking on the window ledge; and most of all Ellen, Georgia's "little" sister - twenty-seven, going on fourteen, who leaves a trail of cigarette butts, crumpled clothing and baffled boyfriends in her wake.
Thank heavens for Stephen - "Stephen with a p-h" as he likes to remind people - always calm, always reliable, the perfect antidote to the clutter and chaos of Georgia's family. As long as Stephen's around, she can handle anything - anything except the arrival of a stranger who gatecrashes his way into her life, her family and her heart . . . and shows her that maybe, just maybe, she isn't the person she thought she was.
