Jo, known as “The General” to her younger sisters, is the unwilling intermediary between her eleven sisters and their authoritarian father. Restricted to the upper floors of their Fifth Avenue mansion their whole lives, the twelve sisters have absolutely no interaction with the outside world--except at night, when they slip from the house and flock to their true home: Manhattan’s whirling underground of speakeasies and jazz clubs. Genevieve Valentine’s THE GIRLS AT THE KINGFISHER CLUB re-imagines the fairy tale of the Twelve Dancing Princesses in Prohibition-era New York, exploding the original story into a full-color fable of family, independence, and gut-wrenching sacrifice. The true drama of THE GIRLS AT THE KINGFISHER CLUB lives in the bonds and conflicts between the sisters, and most especially in Jo, torn between keeping her sisters safe and close (and worrying if she’s becoming just an appendage of their father) and letting them lead their own lives. When their father decides to marry them off, Jo has to decide, too: to keep her sisters together, or keep them safe. From the first page to the last, THE GIRLS AT THE KINGFISHER CLUB is as intoxicating and fast-paced as the girls’ favorite champagne and Charlestons--you won’t want to sit this dance out.
