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I could feel her life as she was telling it. I could feel her emotions–that is what makes historical fiction work.

First-person worked well in this case–the story unfolding with a fairly accurate Jackie-like cadence. The largely familiar lives of Jacqueline Bouvier and John Fitzgerald Kennedy are re-told by Jackie from January 1952 until after the President’s death and the death of Jackie’s second husband, Aristotle Onassis. Happily, this book was way better than I thought it would be. Often knowing a subject so well makes reading historical fiction about them difficult.

I have a huge section in my personal library of Kennedy books–starting with the ones my paternal grandmother bought after the President’s assassination. I’ve read so much on all of the Kennedys that I wasn’t sure I would go through with reading this one.