Not what I expected this book to be. Reading this book is like being on a crowded subway. You only hear bits and pieces of the conversations around you. And the conversations that interest you move on before you can hear any of the details.
The most glaring hole in the story is with Charlotte. Over one chapter they go from life long friends who share an apartment together in NYC to Charlotte becoming a heroin addict who wants to use just from looking at Sarah. How? Why? Skip ahead several chapters and Charlotte is finally mentioned again. Only now she's has her own successful clothing line. Again, how? Why?
I had the same questions with Sarah's sister Eloise. I wanted to know more about her and her first husband. Instead we are fast forwarded to Eloise's second wedding day and left with only one line to sum up the first marriage.
She wasn't scared to start over and commit to someone new, even though the last husband nearly killed her.
Who wouldn't want to know more?
If I had treated each chapter as individual essays or short stories in stead of trying to follow a singular story line I would have enjoyed this book more.