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When I finished this book, I wrapped my arms around my husband and cried a little.
While I was reading it, I would often set it aside and curl myself up on his lap for a hug.
A third of the way through, I had to set it aside for a few months until I felt stronger. This isn’t a book to be read over breakfast or lunch. It hurts too much.
This is a book that sweeps you away in the stream of its beautiful prose. It portrays grief and anxiety with grace and sensitivity. It is raw and unflinching. It opened wounds and stitched them back together again with a fragile hope.
It is a vivid and heartbreaking masterpiece.
Have you read The Paper House? What did it make you think and feel?