A delightful little book about a little girl spending her summer on a Finnish island with her grandmother in the aftermath of her mother’s death. Really profound, easy to read book about death, love, family nature, and the beauty of being alive despite the horrors told from a six-year old‘s perspective. I’ve really never read anything else like it and think about it all the time. Bonus: the author, Tove Jansson, also created Moomins!
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Jul 3, 2024

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