Book Review: The Lines We Leave Behind by Eliza Graham

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“I am only twenty. How can someone like me really help anyone?”

Hello Friends.

There are very few times when a book leaves me completely speechless. Or at least vocabulary escapes me and I can’t seem to put together a coherent thought on what I just read because I have been so affected by what I just read. I also feel like I get this way everytime I read a historical fiction novel that takes place during World War II. Just when you think you know most of what happened, there is something new to discover, and I think that is what calls to me from this particular type of genre.

For those of you who do not know, and it may seem odd, I absolutely adore historical fiction, but I especially love historical fiction that takes place during World War II. I know there are plenty of time periods, events, cultures in other times of the world that are very much important and I love reading about them as well, but I do not know what it is about WW2 that completely captures my attention, my fascination. Perhaps it is because how wide this war’s reach was and how many lives it altered – to the most important political leader, to the smallest soldier or child or sister or spy. Everyone was involved and I think this is why I find it fascinating – there are thousands of stories of resilience no matter what class, race, gender… so many stories we have yet to discover… and I want to read them all.

I’m sorry I have yet to speak about the book friends, but The Lines We Leave Behind in lamest terms… messed me up. I’m a mess. It was an extraordinary story about an extraordinary woman who finds herself in incredibly difficult circumstances. And although her story is fiction, it is rooted in fact – there are those, real people who probably had similar experiences and are in fact real. This book is historical fiction, but also mystery, thriller, suspense. Our main player, Maud or Amber (since she goes back and forth) finds herself in an unbearable situation (in an insane asylum) after the war and deals with what I can imagine many after the war experienced as PSTD. But because she was also a woman, it was handled horrendously different from her male counterparts.

Guys, again, this book left me shaking. I could not believe what I was reading and I was filled with hope and rage and hope and rage and oh my goodness this roller coaster of emotions was a lot, but so worth it. Read it. I highly recommend it.

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