A review by tinyhermione
Margot by Wendell Steavenson

emotional reflective slow-paced

5.0

I'm gonna have to sit with this one but I think I loved it.

Ultimately it was about nothing, but in the way that Fitzgerald wrote about nothing. It had that same kind of flavor, that same shine that was dulled slightly with distaste for the whole thing. No one did anything at the right time for it to work out the way they wanted it to and really it didn't matter anyway.