When Jennifer Stirling wakes up in a hospital bed, not only does she not know it's 1960, she doesn't remember anything about her life - not her wealthy husband nor her high society social circle. As she tries to put the pieces back together, she gradually realizes that there is something big she's not recalling - and that it will change everything once she can remember. In the current day, Ellie finds a love letter that her journalist mind cannot just leave be. She has to know who wrote it, to whom and what happened to these lovers.
So, I have a hard time getting my heart super invested in stories of infidelity - I just do. So while the story kept my attention and I liked the twist at the end, this one left me wanting. I thought the London setting was interesting - to be a woman in the early1960s was to be shoved into a very defined role and I acknowledge that as a woman, you just didn't have a lot of options. The love letters WERE beautifully written and I think that having two time periods helped me care more about the story - but Ellie was pretty annoying too. So, clearly this just wasn't my favorite book. And that's okay. I did stick with it to the end so take that for what's it's worth. 3 stars.
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