Lisa See knows how to weave a story full of richness and historical accuracy that is hard to put down.“Two days before my sixteenth birthday, I woke up so early that my maid was still asleep on the floor at the foot of my bed. I should have scolded Willow, but I didn’t because I wanted a few moments alone to savor my excitement.”Peony is young woman from a wealthy family in Ming Dynasty China about to be married to a man she has never met but whose father had been a good friend to her own father. Though her mother does not approve, Peony is allowed to attend an opera, The Peony Pavilion, in the garden of the Cheng Family Villa on the eve of her sixteenth birthday, which her father is presenting to curry favor with powerful business interests. There she meets a man who will change her life and set her on a journey where she learns about love and relationships, betrayal and sacrifice, and women and their place and voice in society.It took me awhile to get into the story. Not because the language wasn’t lush and beautiful, or because the story wasn’t engaging, but in the beginning I was lost trying to keep up with what was going on in the opera along the introduction of multiple characters, and all their theories and trains of thought early in the novel. I was having a hard time keeping it straight and I didn’t think I was going to make it through. The opera is a fairly central piece of the story and I was confused about its theories of love and the afterlife. There was also the aspect of adjusting to a different culture. As usual the foot binding scenes leave me very squeamish. But, with a little bit of patience with the first the first few chapters, this book unfolds into a wonderful and rich story, and I learned so much about women writers in ancient times and how they were allowed to step forward and be heard in a unique period in history.See’s attention to the details of the culture are astounding and once I was able to adjust to all that was going on I was riveted and couldn’t turn the pages fast enough. See (no pun intended!) an example:“On the second night, when the Manchus slaughtered our servants in the main courtyard, my husband reminded and his concubines that we were to safeguard our chastity with our lives and that all women should be prepared to make sacrifices for their husbands and sons. The concubines were still concerned with the fate of their gowns, powders, jewels and ornaments, but your mother and I did not need to hear this admonition. We knew our duty. We were prepared too do the correct thing.”I know that I will be reading the rest of her work!