True story: I glanced at the Amazon reviews before getting this story. Most of them were favorable, but of course there was a one-star. I had
to see who the heck was trash-talking Louisa May Alcott. It was somebody who was really upset because they didn't expect this story to be so religious.
It's a nineteenth-century story. An American one. Written by Louisa May Alcott. About Christmas.
And just for the record, it isn't even all that
religious, at least if that's your context. It's pretty much what you'd expect, other than the fact that I subjected my family to a ten-minute rant on the subject of Louisa May Alcott, lifelong feminist who never married or kept house, preaching the virtues of young women settling down and learning some homemaking skills instead of wandering around trying to find "meaningful" lives.
Perfectly cute, but if you really want an Alcott Christmas, I'd recommend reading the first few chapters of Little Women