Historical fiction is one of those genres that I just can’t seem to stay away from. It is my safe space, and I generally come to it when I need some comfort, or I just need to know for a fact that I will enjoy whatever it is that I am picking up. It isn’t very often that I find myself disappointed in this genre, and this book was no different. Though it wasn’t my typical historical fiction romance, yet I was not disappointed at all by it.
A Brief Overview
This story follows two sisters, Helen and Lutie, during the height of the Spanish Flu, World War I, and horrible, horrible men. Helen is a nurse and Lutie wants to be an artist, but they get by with a little help from renting out their basement to a family, but with some unfortunate turn of events, they find themselves caring for the little girl after both of her parents end up dead… One from the flu, and the other from an icepick…
The girls know that no one will believe them that the murder of Dorothy’s (the little girl they are now responsible for) father was in self-defense, so they try to pass him off as a flu victim. At this point, about everything that could go wrong, does, creating a truly tragic story.
I really didn’t expect this book to be as completely devastating as it was, but I can’t bring myself to say that was a bad thing. Everyone needs a good emotionally blindsiding book every now and then. At every turn, I was rooting for the story to pick back up and be happy again, but my hopes just kept getting crushed. I think Sandra Dallas did an amazing job creating loveable, realistic characters, as well as creating a story that had so many twists and turns, I never knew what was going to happen next. I think this was a really amazing story that felt so real and authentic. It deals with some sensitive subjects like sexual abuse, so definitely be mindful going in, but I truly did love this story and think it is something that more people should read!
Carly Robbins was the narrator for this book, and I think she did a fairly good job. I always like it when my narrators try to give the different characters voices, but if not, they at least need to feel like they are truly in the moment and not just read a book to me. Though Carly didn’t really give each character their own voice, her narration still kept me in the moment throughout.