
A Memory of Violets
A Novel of London's Flower Sellers
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Narrated by:
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Nicola Barber
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By:
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Hazel Gaynor
From the author of the USA Today best-seller The Girl Who Came Home comes an unforgettable historical novel that tells the story of two long-lost sisters - orphaned flower sellers - and a young woman who is transformed by their experiences.
"For little sister...I will never stop looking for you."
1876. Among the filth and depravity of Covent Garden's flower markets, orphaned Irish sisters Flora and Rosie Flynn sell posies of violets and watercress to survive. It is a pitiful existence, made bearable only by each other's presence. When they become separated, the decision of a desperate woman sets their lives on very different paths.
1912. Twenty-one-year-old Tilly Harper leaves the peace and beauty of her native Lake District for London to become assistant housemother at one of Mr. Shaw's Training Homes for Watercress and Flower Girls. For years, the homes have cared for London's orphaned and crippled flower girls, getting them off the streets. For Tilly, the appointment is a fresh start, a chance to leave her troubled past behind.
Soon after she arrives at the home, Tilly finds a notebook belonging to Flora Flynn. Hidden between the pages she finds dried flowers and a heartbreaking tale of loss and separation as Flora's entries reveal how she never stopped looking for her lost sister. Tilly sets out to discover what happened to Rosie - but the search will not be easy. Full of twists and surprises, it leads the caring and determined young woman into unexpected places, including the depths of her own heart.
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The connection of Lilly, Flori,Rosie and Tilly
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As beautiful as the flowers it describes!
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Those of us who have experienced the loss of a parent, sibling or any other significant other will relate to this beautiful story...I sat in the parking lot exit on the turnpike to listen to the final chapters...and yes...tears of understanding...one line struck deeply..."Grief is a funny thing...you need to remind yourself to breathe and tell your heart to beat". So very true...This book will take you on a journey of two young girls who have experienced great losses and great gains in the late 1800's and early 1900's...Nicola Barber did a great job with all the characters within the streets of London and country of Ireland...Ms. Barber brought the Flower Girls and others to life...I highly recommend this audiobook or book!A beautiful portrait of two girls lives.....
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I highly recommend it
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The two sisters end up growing up in completely different circumstances, one spending the rest of her life looking for the other. The other sister, having been taken in, didn’t know or remember her past and didn’t realize who she was.
The story is loosely based on a true story of the real life Homes of the Flower and WaterCress Girls.
Nicely written, well read, I highly recommend this book.
Sweet Story of Two Lost Sisters
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