Claire, Elizabeth, Karen, and Julia meet every Thursday for breakfast to share the events that are happening in their lives, from a painful divorce to an unexpected pregnancy, and to offer each other undying support, love, and encouragement.

When August, an anthropologist who has studied the funeral traditions of different cultures, revisits her old neighborhood after her father's death, her reunion with a brother and a chance encounter with an old friend bring back a flood of childhood memories. Flashbacks depict the isolation she felt moving from rural Tennessee to New York and show how her later years were influenced by the black power movement, nearby street violence, her father's...

Polly, Beth, Carolyn, and Julia depend on friends, wine, and chocolate for support when forced to deal with a wealth of family problems, including Polly's new daughter-in-law, the ever-present ex-girlfriend of Beth's new beau, Carolyn's late-in-life pregnancy and her father's marriage to a younger woman, and the manipulative child of Julia's widowed boyfriend.

Lily is haunted by memories--of who she once was, and of a person, long gone, who defined her existence. She has nothing but time now, as she recounts the tale of Snow Flower, and asks the gods for forgiveness. In nineteenth-century China, when wives and daughters were foot-bound and lived in almost total seclusion, the women in one remote Hunan county developed their own secret code for communication: nu shu ("women's writing"). They painted letters...

Sable has everything and her bestselling novels have made her a star. But she has a past she is desperate to hide. Elly is an intellectual who has hidden herself within the walls of academia, afraid to admit she is tired of being alone. Barbara Ann is the talent behind twenty-six romance novels, but she's lost control of her career and her family. Beth's popular mysteries have become the only way she can fight against the secret tyranny of an abusive...

"Three women arrive at the local airport, observed by Josh, a Nantucket native home from college for the summer. Burdened with small children, unwieldy straw hats, and some obvious emotional issues, the women-- two sisters and one friend--make their way to the sisters' tiny cottage, inherited from an aunt. They're all trying to escape from something: Melanie, after seven failed in-vitro attempts, learned her husband was having an affair, and then...

'I think I could be a good woman if I had five thousand a year.' Becky Sharp is sharp, calculating, and determined to succeed. Craving wealth and a position in society, she charms, hoodwinks, manipulates everyone she meets, rising in the world as she attaches herself to a succession of rich men. Becky's fortunes are contrasted with those of her best friend Amelia, who has none of Becky's wit and vitality but whose gentle-heartedness attracts the devotion...

Look-alike cousins who have long corresponded but who have never met get more than they had bargained for when they secretly decide to switch places--one to win the heart of a man who does not know she exists, and the other to escape her hardscrabble world to seek a taste of the good life.

The riches that mean most to Teresa “Toots” Loudenberry are the loving friends and family she's accumulated over the course of a life well lived. And now that her daughter, Abby, has married her beau Chris and settled down near Toots in Charleston, life is even more satisfying than the delicious pralines sold at Toots's bakery, The Sweetest Thing. Abby isn't the only one enjoying a little romance. Toots's friendship with Dr. Phil Becker has grown...

This modern masterpiece from one of Italy's most acclaimed authors is a rich, intense, and generous-hearted story about two friends, Elena and Lila. Ferrante's inimitable style lends itself perfectly to a meticulous portrait of these two women that is also the story of a nation and a touching meditation on the nature of friendship. The story begins in the 1950s, in a poor but vibrant neighborhood on the outskirts of Naples. Growing up on these tough...