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It's hard to imagine Brit Bennett didn't think she had another book in her after 'The Mothers'.  This book is lovely.  A story about twin sisters growing up in the town of Mallard, Louisiana... an entire town that could pass for white.  About choosing paths in life and how that can resonate through the generations.  There is a breeziness to the writing that could sometimes be mistaken for not being a skill, not being overwritten.  But underneath that breeziness there is much substance though your eyes are speeding along.  Only a couple books come to mind in this category, so it's something that I notice but rare... also hard to explain.  I do wish, not only for the book but also the real lives of people of color, that the specific color of skin wasn't so influential in how someone sees themselves, or how a town sees you, or the world.  Or that skin color shouldn't be one of the factors directing a life.   It seems so sad and so unnecessary.  Shouldn't things be beyond this by now? Culture should be important, not skin tone.  Some books that sit next to this one on the shelf, in my mind:  'Passing' by Nella Larsen,  'Homegoing' by Yaa Gyasi (and probably her other book, haven't read it yet), and 'Girl, Woman, Other' by Bernardine Evaristo.