A few years ago my friend asked me to recommend books about the Vietnam War. I did a little research and didn’t come up with many so when I heard the topic of Kristin Hannah’s new book, I knew I had to read it. I was born in January 1969, my father and step-father served, and those connections solidified my interest. 

Hannah writes about the war and the aftermath of the war when women (and men) came home to a country less than welcoming with emotional, relational, and physical wounds. It’s heartbreaking and honest. Her ability to create fully formed characters is a testament to her talents. 

I laughed aloud when Frankie, Barb, and Ethel were in conversation. I cried deeply on a few occasions when Frankie’s parents entered the scene and other key events happened. This book surprised me with how much I enjoyed it considering it is about war. Keep them coming Kristin Hannah. I’ll continue reading anything you write.