This was my third book in a row where the chapters were narrated by different characters who shared their own perspectives on the action.
I really liked how this book. It set up in the very beginning the mystery of three girls who made up the story that is told, but you have to decide (or read to the end) which was the only one out of the three to survive.
Yetta: "But what if I want to vote all by myself? Cast my own ballot? Stand on my own two feet? It's like...dancing. Why does the man always get to lead? Why is the whole world stacked in favor of rich Christian men when God made me a poor Jewish girl?" (238)
Bella: Bella placed the rose in the same glass they'd once stored artificial roses from Rahel's destroyed hat. The other two clustered around, as awed and respectful as if she were lighting a candle in church. For a moment, all three of them just stared at the flower, admiring its deep, dusky red petals, the graceful arc of the leaves. (267)
Jane: Everything she has done since then (leaving her father's home) had been a quest- a quest to fill her own life with meaning. She'd gone from lying uselessly in bed, to standing on the pcike line watching, to taking in Bella. Ane then she'd stood up for herself, sh'd taught Harriet and Millicent- she'd learned to appeciate a single read rose with Yetta and Bella. (304)
I really liked how this book. It set up in the very beginning the mystery of three girls who made up the story that is told, but you have to decide (or read to the end) which was the only one out of the three to survive.
Yetta: "But what if I want to vote all by myself? Cast my own ballot? Stand on my own two feet? It's like...dancing. Why does the man always get to lead? Why is the whole world stacked in favor of rich Christian men when God made me a poor Jewish girl?" (238)
Bella: Bella placed the rose in the same glass they'd once stored artificial roses from Rahel's destroyed hat. The other two clustered around, as awed and respectful as if she were lighting a candle in church. For a moment, all three of them just stared at the flower, admiring its deep, dusky red petals, the graceful arc of the leaves. (267)
Jane: Everything she has done since then (leaving her father's home) had been a quest- a quest to fill her own life with meaning. She'd gone from lying uselessly in bed, to standing on the pcike line watching, to taking in Bella. Ane then she'd stood up for herself, sh'd taught Harriet and Millicent- she'd learned to appeciate a single read rose with Yetta and Bella. (304)