“She was fifty-seven. It was not too late to start to live.” – On The Winds of Heaven by Monica Dickens

Continuing my love affair with Persephone Books with The Winds of Heaven by Monica Dickens—a book so charming and tender and just a smidge heartbreaking, a book so disarming, a book I never wanted to end because that would mean saying goodbye to Louise Bickford—a heroine in the truest sense of the word—and not being [...]