I’ve read my fair share of dysfunctional family sagas of late but there is something about Blue Sisters that I connected to much more than the others. 

Told by the POV of each of the three surviving (barely) sisters mourning the unexpected loss of their fourth, it explores grief and, more so, the vices we turn to when trying to avoid grief so realistically, I felt parts of myself in each - despite not having any sisters of my own.