This book surprised me and I’m not even sure why. I partially credit Napolitano for getting me back into reading at the beginning of the COVID pandemic because Dear Edward was my first read, so I shouldn’t be shocked by how much I loved this book. But, from the first page, I loved her writing and loved her characters even more. I’m a Little Women lover (who isn’t) and this book is comparable, but not in a cliché or try-hard way. Rather, it makes you laugh out loud and cry between pages as the story of 8 women, 4 of whom are sisters, and 2 of their husbands. Napolitano’s wisdom, conveyed through the vulnerable narration of 4 people (not the sisters btw- a breath of fresh air tbh), imparts on every reader who has the pleasure to pick up her books. I can’t stop thinking about the beauty, grace, pride, strength, and love these characters have for each other, and by the end, themselves. 
Bonus points because I love a sister story and one of them, unbeknownst to me, turns out gay half way through.