Gut-Wrenching. Powerful. Unforgettable.

Keeping in true Kristin Hannah fashion, The Women immediately pulled me in and didn’t let go. I don’t typically read war books—outside of the occasional Holocaust novel—but this one? Absolutely incredible. 

Part 1 was sheer brilliance—raw, intense, and utterly heartbreaking. Frankie’s experiences in Vietnam, the horrors she witnessed, and the way women were disregarded as contributors to the war effort were gut-wrenching. The fact that fellow veterans didn’t even recognize them? Infuriating. 

Part 2 wrecked me. The protests, the rejection, the isolation—I sobbed. This book made me deeply emotional over a war I never fully understood or learned much about.

And then Rye?! Alive and married?! Losing the baby?! I was devastated. And yet, Frankie believing him again made me want to throw the book.

And that ending—The Memorial Wall, the Honor Guard, the 58,000+ names… I was an absolute mess. 💔 This is one of the best books I have ever read. Hands down.