Robinson's third book. This one won the Orange prize.
This book is closely connected with her second, Gilead (see my other reviews). Though the two can be read totally independently of each other, there is a deeper sense of understanding of both books if you can get to read them both, I don't think it really matters which one you read first.
Like her previous two novels, Home is a character driven novel, though it does have a strong traditional narrative to it- it is the prodigal son story given a haunting, sad take.
I thought Robinson was at her best in the almost suffocating scenes where the wayward son quietly, humbly, returns home, fully aware that he has much to make amends for, and helps his sister look after their dying father.
It is not until further in the book, however, that we begin to realise the depth of sadness and bitterness that this homecoming brings.
This is a very moving book, dealing with lots of issues of forgiveness and acceptance of others. It is not a book that offers easy happy endings, and it leaves you thinking long after you've stopped reading.