This is not a story about flowers and rainbows and perfection and happy endings. This is a story about real people, with real foibles, real heartbreaks, and how their bonds with one another have buoyed them through the years. It’s about how women need other women to thrive, and how friendships don’t have to be perfect to be just right. Forty years after they met as kids in Ames, these women are still every inch a tribe.
I devoured this book in the course of a weekend, cried over it more than once, and then recommended it to every woman I love. You will, too.