Knitting Circle

This was the saddest book I've read in such a long time. A woman loses her only child and all I could do was think of my babies. I actually held it together pretty well until she said something like, “I was worried now, that I hadn't inhaled enough of that little girl smell to remember it for the rest of my life.” Even now, it makes me incredibly sad.

While very predictable (and very sad), I still found much to enjoy. The relationships between women, holding each other up, helping to pick up the pieces and quietly being there. Second chances. Heartache and loss. Strength.

You will spend most of the book thinking, “I knew that was coming.” but it won't stop you from feeling.