A lyrical and quiet journey about memory and girlhood. About going back to the places and people that shaped you in your adolescence and seeing them in the light of adulthood. Powerful prose that revealed little by little, and made my heart ache and then fully break at times.

This is my first Woodson, and I'm eager to be lost in her rhythmic words again. It was a quick, intimate window into a certain time and place (1970s Brooklyn), but the truths considered are undeniable beyond the novel's timeframe. I was especially enthralled with Woodson's portrayal of female friendships, as I have a special affinity for books about the subject.