The premise of 4 women meeting in rural Montana for several days to bond and determine how to spend the rest of their respective lives is a good one. One character, Harriet, is a self-help guru, so the book includes many, many pages that could come straight from a motivational speaker's retreat. Candidly, too many pages. Another character- Willa- is supposedly self-reliant after living in the wilds of Montana with her family. The death of her husband has put her into a tailspin, understandably so. Willa invites the women to join her before she sells her beloved family home. One woman named Bliss (great name, by the way) has lost her personal bliss as she has lost her faith in herself, her God and in her community (and lost her husband to another women along the way). The last character, June, is a Connecticut cashmere-cardigan-wearing socialite whose days consist of carpooling and whose evenings consist of cocktail parties. The vast differences between the women and their stories leads to discussions about women's self-worth, self-identity, and the need for friendships and community. All great topics. But, lordy, it took a long time to read through some of their very wordy discussions, and at times I skimmed the pages until I could get to something more lively. (Also, the actual chapters are long, with no natural resting points along the way.) The idea, the characters, and the basics of the plot (with a few twists thrown in ) were good, but I think the story needed to be tweaked to better hold the reader's interest. I know the value of having a community of women to whom you can turn. So I didn't need to be sold on that concept, but other readers may need that. For me I wish the story spent more time addressing how you make that first call- how you reach out- well before you lose your job (Harriet), lose your marriage (Bliss, possibly June), lose your home (Willa) and lose yourself in the process. As women, do we have to allow our friends to reach rock bottom before we step in? And for ourselves, the stoic and supposedly always-smiling-caretakers, how do we learn to ask for help before we reach rock bottom (and thus, allow our friends to help??) ? This is a good story, but I think it could have been a great story with a bit of editing in some places and elaboration in others. As an aside, I soooo want to go back to Montana after reading this, as it is a truly beautiful place, and the author's descriptions throughout the story are quite lovely.