Rating: 5 out of 5.

call your daughter home by deb spera, 384 pp

women’s historical fiction

Retta, Gertrude, Annie, and I walked miles in November as they faced truths, longings, and failings as mothers to daughters. A rich story of family relationships, race, and societal expectations comes to life in South Carolina circa 1924 as the three women’s lives in Call Your Daughter Home intersect to support and uplift each other. I could have walked miles more listening to this powerful story. I’ll be adding this one to a top pick for a Mother’s Day gift selection.

Check out my other top picks for Historical Fiction, Literary Fiction, Mystery/Thriller, Non-Fiction and Simple Pleasure Reading.

That’s the thing about books. They let you travel without moving your feet.

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