Honestly, this book was….so bland. As the book jumps between the main character, Harry, in the present and his Mother in 1981, I found myself so much more taken with the story of his mother. Every chapter that discussed Harry and his search, I was bored. Harry and Tabitha are truly annoying characters. The behavior is childish to say the least and made finishing this book such a chore. I would have given it one star, but the last 50 pages or so somewhat redeemed it. For a book that is barely 300 pages, it felt like it dragged on forever. I had zero connection with any of the characters. None of their reasonings or actions made any sense to me. The thought of stolen art and romance pulled me in, but this book has very, very little mention of either of those things really.