
I must admit, at the beginning I didn’t much like the main character in “The Sicilian Inheritance.” When I started reading Jo Piazza’s newest novel about a woman who was a butcher, a restaurateur, a mother, and who apparently wasn’t really good at several of those things, I didn’t know how I would connect with her and care about her story. But that might be part of the message that this brilliant novel imparts: that women don’t need to be best friends or even like each other much to help and support each other in times of need.
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