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It took me over a month to finish this book — and not because I wasn’t being consistent, but because I was just bored. The title is what pulls you in, and it sounds like it’s going to be this deep, reflective journey… but the plot took forever to get going. Honestly, I didn’t even start to connect with Tabitha until her first fight with Marc. That was the first moment I saw her really stand up for herself and her boundaries, and I was like finally, this feels like a real Black woman with agency.
By the end, the story just started feeling like filler. The drama with her friends felt random and honestly immature for women in their 30s — like we’re not in college anymore, these fallouts should come with more depth. And as for the ending? Not surprised at all. The clues about her grandmother’s health were laid out the entire time (the swelling feet, the illness, the pacing), so it felt cliché that she passed the one Saturday Tabitha didn’t visit. Like, okay — I get the lesson about time and priorities, but it was heavy-handed.
The saving grace? That last sentence. That final line is the only reason I might pick up the next book in the series.
bitha saw her grandmother faithfully every saturday and then the one time she doesn’t, she’s gone ? It was a bit much. The last sentence at the end of the book will be what gets me to read the next one in the series.
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