This book is a skillful lesson in how to write characters jn their 30s that still behave like the selves they were in high school and college. This book wasn’t gratifying and didn’t need to exist. It’s depressing, mostly because of the main plot point but also because all the girls have issues with communication (yet again) but also being honest with themselves. 

I truly wanna know what made Ann Brashares say let me write a book where I kill Tibby so not only are her friends miserable, but the reader too 🙃

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