I’ll keep this short, as there will be many posts for this novel surrounding our Bluestockings debrief on Saturday morning.
I haven’t read another book that has managed to amuse me this much for a full 400 pages. Sure, there were times where I took a break from laughing and gave way to cringing (read: bordering dry-heaving) and being completely annoyed how “some people get away with everything“ (Mom! no fair.)… but I found myself reading while walking down Broadway, and that’s always a good sign.