I've spent the last week wondering if this book really was as good as I thought it was.
Can a book about suicidality and the co-existence of great pain and great gifts in one person also be healing in some way? Can moments of great humor in the storytelling escape being in some way manipulative and trite? Are there still things left to say about being sisters? Was this one of the best contemporary novels I read this year? Yes, all across the board.