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"Two weeks into her new life in Nashville my mother was back on opioids. The addiction got worse. She was drinking more, taking more opioids. At one point she found an article that said cocaine can help people get off opioids, so she began to do cocaine to get off the opioids and then opioids to get off the cocaine. Her addiction would continue through all stints of rehab . . . " - on page 218

With the above-included quote it was possibly at this point in the memoir - or perhaps it was a few pages earlier, in the same chapter, with the mention of "she had a house manager, one security guard, one driver, a chef, two nannies for the girls", along with regular jet-setting to residences on multiple continents - that any involvement or connection to the text soon turned into frustration and then disinterest. I'm not saying that I don't have empathy - Ms Keough wanted to issue a tribute to her mother, and it touched a nerve with countless other readers judging by the many GR high ratings - but for a large number of average Americans working hard at honest jobs to pay their mortgages, car loans, utility bills, and to provide for their children, the material extravagance or routine financial security that is oft-depicted herein will be jarring in the context of the current national climate. For the legions of Elvis fans - and he's pictured on the cover, which I cynically think was for marketing purposes - it should be mentioned that he only is a fleeting presence in the first quarter of the book.