This is one of the best books I've read this year. We get a road trip full of ridiculous occurrences, a one bed situation, a multigenerational friendship, a main character who is so wonderfully weird, a broccoli festival, and the odd spicy scene full of incredible intimacy. The two romances, one current and one historical, interested and overlapped and diverged so wonderfully. I laughed out loud multiple times, at least once at a volume that startled the cat. I basically was crying for the last 250 pages, sometimes because of beauty, sometimes heartbreak, and often both at the same time. It hit me hard in my little queer soul... I don't know if I'll ever experience romantic love in a fully realized relationship, but the fact that I could as a queer person, that I live in a time and place that allows for the possibly more than Rose and Elsie's world did made me weep. It broke my heart for them and for the many queer elders who experienced this kind of forced separation and denying of themself. Then I sobbed some more for all those who still experience oppression because of who they love, sometimes in much scarier circumstances. Reading this on National Coming Out Day, which felt like something. And yet, through all the tears, I felt hope. Thank you, Sarah Adler for your incredible words--they mean more to me than I can express and I've already said quite a bit.