This is a flashback book. Instead of it going back and forth all the time, however, it begins in the present and ends in the present. The middle is the story.It is the story of a young woman during WWII in England. What made this story so intriguing to me was the multiple events, people, and p...
Caroline Meadows is a recently unemployed single women who has just broken up with a long time boyfriend. She discovers a beautiful handmade quilt in her mother's attic and decides to solve the mystery of the message embroidered into the quilt. The search leads to her grandmother's past and the...
It took two buses and a train ride to get to Queen Mary’s Hospital in Roehampton.It’s an enormous place like the grandest of stately homes in beautiful parkland with huge trees: cedars and oaks with the daffodils in bloom beneath them. As I walked up the driveway there were catcalls from the men ...
A neat, balding man who’d have looked more at home in a library answered the bell and ushered us in, quickly, to prevent the others from following us in through the door. ‘Hello, I’m Arun,’ he said, shaking hands. ‘Glad you could make it. Dennis is still here, taking a bath.’ In the bleak concret...
During Victorian times, black clothing was de rigueur for funeral guests. “Widow’s weeds,” black, concealing clothes often of silk bombazine and heavy veils of silk crêpe, were usually worn for more than a year. Black silk was also used for mourning accessories like handkerchiefs, umbrellas, hats...