This was such a delight. I so wish I had read this when I was a tween and wanted to feel heard and understood! It’s amazing how a book that’s over 50 years old still resonates with modern girlhood. I didn’t anticipate Margaret’s religious existential crisis (despite the title), and I thought that Judy Blume used that to show Margaret’s complexity expertly. An 11-year-old, overthinking Annie would have loved this, as did this 26-year-old, less overthinking Annie.