The women...are so flawed: bruised, crass, guilt-ridden, incontinent, self-centered, blunt to a fault, furious at themselves and each other and the world. And they are such wonderful company: so funny, so direct, so emotional, so surprising ... A story about the tragedy of resilience. It’s wonderful that Paula has made it to this late chapter, in which a kind of fulfillment has finally appeared to be briefly at hand ... In Doyle’s crisp, wry language, the story of that pain is just the story of life, along with all its small moments of levity and unexpected connection.
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