I must convince you in one paragraph to read this book.
The concept of this story was envisioned by a librarian and helped along by her niece who is a children's author and is about a female writer who has just endured almost a decade of wartime who then goes to a small island outside of the main island of England to collect more wartime stories of the not-so-long-ago German-occupied territory of Guernsey during WWII. Do you understand how many layers of perfection that run on sentence just took you through? A woman who is surrounded by stories can not help but overflow with this perfect story. A woman who writes for children can not help but add such warmth and cleverness to this story. A woman who endures almost a decade of constant bombing raids can not help but go after the perfect healing of writing down her fellow counterman's stories. Every word is perfection. Every horrible happening, every clever little bantering joke, every description of bomb raid and pie making was perfection. It is perfectly told through a series of letters that make me want to throw away my laptop and sole communicate with cream-colored, monogrammed-embossed stationary. I'll never be the same again.
Have I convinced you?
(Disclaimer: It is secular so review before handing it to children.)
