The True and Outstanding Adventures of the Hunt Sisters - Elisabeth Robinson

The True and Outstanding Adventures of the Hunt Sisters
Elisabeth Robinson
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This book has got me thinking alot. I usually don’t contemplate to this depth, but surely this has hit very near home. While the one who’s not well is my Dad, but still this book is affecting me much. Olivia and Maddie are very good sisters, albeit all the fights and such. Similarly, I may usually act nonchalant and uncaring about the old man, but is that real, or is that just a facade? Probably I’m just distancing myself from him is because of the past, the unconscious part of me partially resenting him? But he is still my Dad and I love him.

This must be how it feels – knowing about the conflicting feelings over which you have absolute no control of.

This book was a good read. I enjoyed every minute of it, squeezed all the time possible to read it, and while it was very inspiring, and also a real eye-opener to me and making me somewhat a believer in simply believing in the momen, the fact remains that Maddie dies and inadvertly I think about my old man.

Literally this was a great book, interesting literary style and in a not-much used presentation; like in Daddy Long Legs the story gets unfolded through letters.

And while I know this is supposed to be inspirational but instead this book has made me depressed. But again, this is a good book. I would read it again when I’m in a much better mood. And this spiked my interest in the book Don Quixote (or however you spell this)… I mean, all the believing, dreaming, fantasy, and rushing towards a flock of sheep does sound rather amusing, don’t you think so?