Oh I wanted to like this so much more than I did! I love a story of reminiscence. But something about The Book of Goose just left me cold. 

Agnes and Fabienne are best friends. Their relationship is toxic bordering on incredibly unhealthy and codependent. But they only have each other. As Agnes looks back and described the games they played, she does so with a detachment that keeps us at arms length. It makes me really dislike her family and Fabienne. I didn’t even really like Agnes either. 

I think I only finished the book in hopes that it would explain how Agnes went from a peasant girl in France to a married woman in America, but it skims over this so fast and then ends so abruptly that it didn’t really satisfy. 

I see a lot of reviews comparing it to the Neapolitan Quartet which has been on my tbr for years so maybe I’ll prefer those instead.