The best part of my day is when everything is done and I get into bed with a good book. I can finally relax and get swept up into a fantastic story. I feel very fortunate to have enjoyed every book I’ve picked up lately. Sometimes I can’t get into a book or I start several before the tone resonates with me but lately each novel is gripping.
I’ve been a fan for Karen White’s for some time now. I am surprised that I hadn’t heard of her sooner than a year ago. I’ve read On Folly Beach, The Beach Trees, Falling Home and Sea Change and can highly recommed all of them.
Her latest book, The Time Between, held my interest until the last page- I loved it. Eleanor Murray lives with the guilt that she is responsible for her sister’s accident which has landed her in a wheel chair for her life. To add to the guilt is the fact she had fallen in love with her sister’s boyfriend, now husband. Eleanor lives at home caring for her sister and mother, who has terrible arthritis. Her boss offers her some work caring for his elderly aunt, a grouchy woman with some secrets and guilt of her own. Eleanor and Helena both have a love of the piano and bond over music.
Eleanor becomes a friend to the older woman and learns about Helena’s life in Hungary during World War II. Her’s is a story of secrets, guilt and heartache, much like Eleanors.
“There is how we were before, and how we are now, and the time between is spent choosing which doors to open, and which to close.”