By the time I hit about 30% I was struggling to finish this one. The premise of life in France during WW2 was a good one, but the writing was clunky and didn’t flow well, and there was so much repetition in the book - same conversations, same scenarios, revisiting the same feelings or decisions - that it became a task to get thru.

It also had sections that seemed random and didn’t add or lend anything to the story besides length. There was far more that could have been expounded on to make it interesting like Lucie’s forgeries but instead it was every possible description of creating tracts, or else random events for Lucie, like walking in the park, the dead swan, Emile in every scenario, elaboration at length, etc. I just lost interest really quickly.

Some of the dialogue choice was also weird and out of place. I could only think of Margot as being from Brooklyn, not Britain the way she talked, for example.

Thanks to Netgalley for the advanced copy of this book. Opinions are solely mine.