Six women. One man. Seven secrets. One could ruin them all. 

Kit is a twenty-five-year-old archaeology undergrad, who doesn't like to get her hands dirty. Life seems purposeless. But if she could track down her father, Roger, maybe her perspective would change. 

The only problem—Roger is as rotten as the decomposing oranges in her back yard according to the women in her life: Ailish, her mother—an English literature professor who communicates in quotes and clichés, and who still hasn't learned how to express emotion on her face; Ivy, her half-sister—a depressed archaeologist, with a slight case of nymphomania, who fled to America after a divorce to become a waitress; and Eleanor, Ivy's mother—a paediatric surgeon who embellishes her feelings with medical jargon, and named her daughter after "Intravenous." 

Against all three women's wishes, Kit decides to find Roger. Enter a sister Kit never knew about. But everyone else did.

Six women. One man. Seven secrets. One could ruin them all. 

Kit is a twenty-five-year-old archaeology undergrad, who doesn't like to get her hands dirty. Life seems purposeless. But if she could track down her father, Roger, maybe her perspective would change. 

The only problem—Roger is as rotten as the decomposing oranges in her back yard according to the women in her life: Ailish, her mother—an English literature professor who communicates in quotes and clichés, and who still hasn't learned how to express emotion on her face; Ivy, her half-sister—a depressed archaeologist, with a slight case of nymphomania, who fled to America after a divorce to become a waitress; and Eleanor, Ivy's mother—a paediatric surgeon who embellishes her feelings with medical jargon, and named her daughter after "Intravenous." 

Against all three women's wishes, Kit decides to find Roger. Enter a sister Kit never knew about. But everyone else did.

Six women. One man. Seven secrets. One could ruin them all. 

Kit is a twenty-five-year-old archaeology undergrad, who doesn't like to get her hands dirty. Life seems purposeless. But if she could track down her father, Roger, maybe her perspective would change. 

The only problem—Roger is as rotten as the decomposing oranges in her back yard according to the women in her life: Ailish, her mother—an English literature professor who communicates in quotes and clichés, and who still hasn't learned how to express emotion on her face; Ivy, her half-sister—a depressed archaeologist, with a slight case of nymphomania, who fled to America after a divorce to become a waitress; and Eleanor, Ivy's mother—a paediatric surgeon who embellishes her feelings with medical jargon, and named her daughter after "Intravenous." 

Against all three women's wishes, Kit decides to find Roger. Enter a sister Kit never knew about. But everyone else did.