I’m definitely a family-oriented person; if there’s one group of people I can always count on besides friends, it’s without a doubt my family. They’re loving, supportive, and, at many times, so damn loud and over-the-top that I can only laugh.
Yet as boisterous as they can be I wouldn’t have it anyother way. Meeting people’s families says so much about them and gives you a better idea of who they are as a person. When it comes to books, family units are vital. You could hate ‘em, love ‘em, take ‘em, or leave ‘em, but they fill in main roles. I have a few favorites and I think you could name a few right off the bat. Feel free to add a few, but here are my favorite literary families.