Friday Brown

I thought about loneliness. How it's not something you catch and mostly we choose it. How a trouble shared is a trouble halved but things like love and joy are multiplied when you have someone to share them with. I looked out of the window. On the street below there were hundreds of people—thousands, maybe—going about their business without touching, speaking, or acknowledging each other's existence.

— A story of identity and belonging, of learning what makes a family, and discovering what makes us who we are: our memories, stories, and choices. It's a raw and beautiful book, but I just couldn't give it 5 stars.