This book was very much like watching the movie Groundhog's Day where the same storyline gets repeated over and over. Although the movie at least varied somewhat between the daily routine... Unlike this book. Same story woman after woman...he meets her, they get married, he cheats on her---she is so "madly in love" she can barely gather enough courage to approach him about his multiple affairs let alone leave him. I have a sneaking suspicion he was also having an affair with the guy obsessed with finding his lost luggage--which they never found...so why write it in? I think they should have gone further into the likeness of each wife or Hemingway himself so we could at least feel sorry for them instead of just feeling disgusted with their lack of backbones. It's funny how people say the institution of marriage these days is dying...it appears no one had any commitment towards it then, at least not while they were near Ernest.