This has sat on my TBR pile for many years, and likely been dragged round a few houses as well, but I finally, finally picked it up this year. This is a surprisingly strong, emotional story that opens with the funeral of Emily and Charlotte's sisters, and their grief is well written. 

Anne doesn't make an appearance in this story, as she's elsewhere. Emily and Charlotte have a dual POV though, and I thought both of their voices were distinctive. I loved that they were a lot more similar than they thought they were, and I totally got that sister bond.

The mystery in this story is cleverly interwoven with some of their biggest stories, particularly Jane Eyre and Wuthering Heights, and it's very obvious which sister wrote which book without being told. I thought this was a sensitive portrayal of the sisters, that didn't take liberties with their short lives.