Have you ever gone somewhere and completely connected to the place? Felt as though you belonged there? That's what happened to Miranda as a teenager when her Grandfather took her to La Roche. Her life since that trip had always pretty much had La Roche in the center.
Miranda's grandparents were Holocaust survivors, her grandmother an accomplished doctor and her grandfather worked for the UN and was a translator at the Nuremberg Trials. They met while in college and married in the mid 1940's, had two children, then divorced and never spoke again.
When Miranda decided to tell their story, (being an only child, she felt it was left up to her to tell it), and along the way found out so much more than she thought she would.
This story touched me so deeply. It is beautifully written, and Miranda does a wonderful job of weaving the past into the present story. You learn to love the carefree but devoted Grandmother and the grumpy, territorial Grandfather. It's a story of love, hardship, war, perseverance, history, anger and sadness.
I cannot wait to read another of her books, when she writes one! I could barely put the book down and now find that I too am missing her grandparents.
"I received this book from Blogging for Books for this review."

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