
5 stars
I love Sarah Addison Allen’s books. I just know that when I start one I’m going to enjoy it. Her writing has this dreamy quality of being able to pull you in and keep you engaged throughout the whole story, and her use of magical realism is perfect. It’s so engrained in her books and it feels like it could actually be true.
This is the perfect book on dealing with grief. Everyone deals with it in their own way. There’s no right or wrong way, no time frame, and no way of knowing how it’s going to go. Even though we all deal with grief, it’s different for everyone. But not only that, it’s different each time we experience it. Each of the characters in this book are dealing with grief for a different person or situation in a different way. I loved how time was spent with each person, and how all their stories slowly unraveled to reveal more of what each was going through. I also loved the aspect of them all being so far apart from each even though they all lived in the same complex, and slowly coming together as a new found family. Sometimes we need to find our own family, even if we have one, as sharing our grief with others can help us all overcome whatever it is we’re facing. I have a lot of first hand experience with this. It took me a long time to get to the point where I could share it with others, but as a result, I have found a new family of people I know will always be there for me.











