Rose owns an old, red-carpeted repertory cinema, is caring for her mother who is in the early stages of dementia, and suddenly starts inhabiting another woman’s body every time it storms. You know, just your average life stuff for a 30-something woman. Little Sister
, by Barbara Gowdy, takes place over the course of a few days, when Rose begins having what she thinks are dreams about being a woman named Harriet. Her obsession with Harriet, a woman who bears a striking resemblance to her little sister, brings up trauma from her past and forces her to deal with her life in the present. It’s a book about forgiveness, imperfection and hope. Plus, the character development in this novel is fantastic—I feel as if Rose is someone I know, and even the minor characters have layers.