For a historical story about a brutal dictator's regime and the rebellion against it, this book focuses way too heavily on romance and fiction than the natural and terrible events occurring in the Dominican Republic's history. With the amount of kissing, romancing, and plot completely unrelated to Trujillo's brutal dictatorship, it is easy to forget about the dictator while reading, until in the last hundred pages the sisters are suddenly thrown into conflict with him, becoming imprisoned and dying. This book fails to understand the basics of making a compelling story, such as drama, tension, and suspense, instead thinking that writing about a man's attractive feet seducing a nun in training passes as competent righting, which it doesn't. Never before when reading a book did I have such a strong urge to stop reading and throw the book out of a window, but when I read In The Time Of The Butterflies, I had this urge almost every 5 pages. This book is abhorrent and historically inaccurate. It claims to be historical fiction, but there was very little in the book that was actually historical, and the author even admits in the afterword that she made the majority of the book up. The Mirabel sisters should have been compelling and interesting protagonists, but instead, I was cheering when they died because it meant I could finally be free from this wretched book, only to realize that the author had somehow managed to cram another 60 pages of fluff into the book. If you ever consider taking time out of your day to read this book, I recommend that you instead smack your head against a wall for 5 hours, because that will be a more productive and pleasant experience than reading this god-forsaken book.