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This was a sad book with a bad (at least I thought it was bad) ending. I wouldn't recommend it, myself.
Between 1941 and 1943 Wynne Brooks waited for her youmg soldier husband to return to her. In all the time he was away, she wrote to him, first daily, then weekly, never knowing his whereabouts. In 1943, at the end of the war, her letters were returned, her letters of comfort and love unread, bearing the War Office stamp "no trace."
This is an exquisite, true-life account of an exceptional love that knows no boundaries of time and place.
This is an exquisite, true-life account of an exceptional love that knows no boundaries of time and place.
