After I picked it up and devoured it whole (reading the entire 180k+ word book in a week), I rushed to read its sequels ( Little Men and Jo’s Boys) and found them entertaining (but not nearly as incredible as their predecessor). When I first read the book, it was like flinging open a newly-discovered door of possibilities. There’s something so compelling about this age-old classic, something that has clearly transcended the decades and continues to delight generations of readers. I couldn’t put the book down once I started it, and I found the same to be true even in rereading. When I first read this book two years ago, in February 2018, I immediately added it to my list of treasured favorite novels. I recently reread Louisa May Alcott’s Little Women.
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