It has been a long time since a book gripped me and pulled me into its story. Maybe this one did because of the way it touched on the parallels of my story of grief and loss, of betrayal and temptation, of brothers and sisters and a love of Italy.

It made me feel the fear of more of the same to come… because death is inevitable.

It made me feel the joy of hope and love … because life is also inevitable.

On a rainy day, it was the perfect book to snuggle under the duvet with my two little sleeping angels and snuffle in their warmth and smile At their little snores and feel the life and adventures we have ahead of us.