I did a lot of skimming to get through this book. I know that other people - most people - love this book, but I just can't get on board.
I found the ridiculously named characters insipid and selfish, no matter what their age. Sidda is going through a mid-life crises, and she has gone through little more than the average American. She has a successful career and a man who loves her, but she seems willing to throw it all away based on the memory of a single incident from her childhood.
This book is lauded as a great example of lifelong friendship, and I suppose that it is, but I do wish that these women could have been naked together a few less times. Maybe I'm just not that good of friends with anyone.
The one redeeming character was Jack, who created the only real emotion within me while reading this.