The Last Bookshop in London

Sweet tale in unprecedentedly horrible times. When reflected through the lens pf our modern pandemic, seeing the people of London come together and support each other and help one another, it makes me wonder what has happened to society to make us so divergent.I'm not saying there weren't terrible things that happened but that “make do and mend” attitude is seriously lacking in today's world.

I thought this book was beautifully written. The protagonist was a sweet and caring girl in the middle of WWII. She was working at a bookshop in London when she discovered her passion for reading. But her passions also extended to the community and to the bookshop owner who seemed gruff but softened to a paternal influence which, as an orphan, she so desperately craved.
The language Martin used was so clearly period-specific and I thought, overall, it was an enticing read. I often shy away from wartime reads, but I'm glad I gave this one a read. It had war and hardship, but it had love and charm which I was thankful for.