A heartwarming “friend story” for the chick lit fan.
Lately I have been drawn to tales of multigenerational women’s friendships, and it seems almost accidental. Having never been a great fan of the “chick lit” genre, I find the books that have fallen into my lap recently to be notoriously of this ilk. And, thankfully, this is a well-written tale.
Carrie Crafton has an effortless writing style that seamlessly transitions the reader from one to the next of the various points-of-view highlighted in this story. I will admit that it took me about 35 pages to get who was related to whom and married to whom finally sorted in my mind, but it didn’t detract from the action or the story line, while the mental sorting was happening.
I wasn’t a huge fan of the rather weakly written men in the book, but forgave it as they were not the focus of the plot, but more tangential.
The town was also very well-written and intriguing. As a New Englander, I do not have much experience or exposure to the Great Lakes scene, but was interested enough while reading this book and its three dimensional descriptions of the area to actually look it up on the Internet for a closer look. I’ve spent some time in Chicago, but felt that City was more of a supporting role than the Michigan lake town where most of the story took place, and easily felt like a main character in the story.
Overall, easy and enjoyable read as we slip out of summer and into Fall.