A word to describe the book. Magical. I flip through the pages with tears coming out of my eyes, anger raging through me, and happiness blooming on the pages. I love the characters, plot base, and everything about it. Character wise, there is the oldest, Meg. She is the prettiest and maturest. Following up is Jo, the tomboy, who loves to write, and tries very hard to cope through her anger at times. For the second oldest is Beth, She is a quiet, shy, musician, finding her way to express herself with music. Amy, the youngest one of the four sisters, is also the most obnoxious. She is still learning the ways to act like a lady and is not very mature, but knows a thing or two about art. All of the sisters mother, is struggling with her husband being in war. Of course the March sisters are all worried too, but they have other things to do, like Meg's marriage, who soon has twins to take care of. Amy goes off to Europe old, strict Aunt March to carry on with her painting. Back at home, Jo and Beth still have not figured out what they are supposed to do. Right when Beth is finding out what she means in life, it comes to an end. That just leaves Jo, who also figures out where she wants to be, kind of. A boy she meets who lives across the street falls in love with Jo. But for her he does not suit her. When Laurie confesses his love, Jo breaks it again. Laurie follows Amy to Europe, when Jo goes to New York to become an author. She meets a man who she soon marries, and grows another family. Those are all the plots of this wonderful book who is a big soup of emotions, lives, and the March sisters.