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If I remember correctly, this was a #buddyread awhile back. Or I read it for my book club. I know I enjoyed this dual timeline novel very much.
#humbleharvest #fallintitle #day26
If I remember correctly, this was a #buddyread awhile back. Or I read it for my book club. I know I enjoyed this dual timeline novel very much.
A dual timeline historical fiction following two women struggling with grief after losing loved ones in the Triangle Shirtwaist fire and 9/11, respectively. The earlier heroine‘s story features more prominently, and we learn a lot about the hospital on Ellis Island. Meissner‘s character development is very well done, and I love her writing style. ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ (50-in-50)
New York City. Two women, a century apart, processing and grieving their losses due to tragedy. The Triangle Shirtwaist Fire in 1911, and September 11, 2001. A beautiful scarf, strewn with marigolds, connects them. What a story! Sad, but ultimately hopeful, about the time we spend in the “in-between place” between paralyzing grief and normal daily living. I loved this book.
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So I apparently put this on my TBR list 5 years ago 🤔. Well, at least the cover is pretty and the drink is cold.
Book 35
I listened to A Fall of Marigolds, a historical fiction novel about a scarf set in New York during the triangle shirtwaist fire in the early 1900s and September 11. It was a longer than necessary and a little misleading. My least favorite Meissner so far, but worth reading, overall. ⭐⭐⭐.5
Told in the POV of two traumatized women a century apart.Clara witnesses a loved one‘s death in the 1911 Triangle Shirtwaist Fire, while Taryn witnesses 9/11 & loses her husband when a tower collapses.Their lives parallel,then intersect by a scarf.Clara grieves by immersing herself in nursing on Ellis Island,while Taryn folds her grief in upon herself& retreats to her fabric store.Both confront their trauma & grief with the help of the scarf.
“bullying breeze” alliteration, personification, at its best. It‘s the teacher in me.