Saturday, February 19, 2022



Paris 1940, Laurence owns a bookstore in war torn France.  She hides coded messages in between the pages of books from her bookstore.  She goes out in the middle of the night, in the bitter cold to meet her resistance contact.  She passes the books to them with the coded messages inside.  And one night an allied plane with its tail on fire suddenly crashes, she knows she must do everything she can to rescue the pilot.  But deviating from her plan could mean risking not only her life but many others who are depending on her.  Many years later, in America Jeanne finds an old box in her father’s garage.  She discovers that she has inherited a bookstore in France from a woman she knows nothing about, named Laurence.  Her father never told Jeanne about the woman.  So, she travels to France to find out anything she can about the mysterious woman.  Jeanne finds the bookstore in a little village in Paris. The bookstore is in complete shambles, is boarded up and in need of so many repairs.  Jeanne uncovers the amazing and incredible story of Laurence and discovers the hero of who she was.  

This book was so moving, heartbreaking and inspirational.  I was on the edge of my seat and couldn’t wait to get to the end to find out what was going to happen next.  This story was based on true events and that made me feel so pulled in to the story that I forgot where I was.  I couldn’t put this book down as it was so full of  inspiration, hope and heartbreak.  This time slip historical fiction is an absolute must read.  Words cannot describe how phenomenal this story was.

Thank you Siobhan Curham for such a wonderful and beautiful story filled with inspiration and hope.  This story was so emotional and unputdownable I didn’t want it to end but I couldn’t wait to see how it was going to end.  I loved it and I highly recommend it.



Rating: 5 out of 5.
Author:  Siobhan Curham

Publisher: Bookouture 
Publication Date: February 15, 2022 
Pages: 428 
Buy on Amazon 

Paris, 1940: He pressed the tattered book into her hands. ‘You must go to the cafĂ© and ask at the counter for Pierre Duras. Tell him that I sent you. Tell him you’re there to save the people of France.’

Sliding the coded message in between the crisp pages of the hardback novel, bookstore owner Laurence slips out into the cold night to meet her resistance contact, pulling her woollen beret down further over her face. The silence of the night is suddenly shattered by an Allied plane rushing overhead, its tail aflame, heading down towards the forest. Her every nerve stands on end. She must try to rescue the pilot.

But straying from her mission isn’t part of the plan, and if she is discovered it won’t only be her life at risk…

America, years later: when Jeanne uncovers a dusty old box in her father’s garage, her world as she knows it is turned upside down. She has inherited a bookstore in a tiny French village just outside of Paris from a mysterious woman named Laurence. 

Travelling to France to search for answers about the woman her father has kept a secret for years, Jeanne finds the store tucked away in a corner of the cobbled main square. Boarded up, it is in complete disrepair. Inside, she finds a tiny silver pendant hidden beneath the blackened, scorched floorboards.

As Jeanne pieces together Laurence’s incredible story, she discovers a woman whose bravery knew no bounds. But will the truth about who Laurence really is shatter Jeanne’s heart, or change her future?


Siobhan Curham is an award-winning author, ghost writer, editor and writing coach. She has also written for many newspapers, magazines and websites, including The Guardian, Breathe magazine, Cosmopolitan, Writers’ Forum,, and Spirit & Destiny. Siobhan has been a guest on various radio and TV shows, including Woman’s Hour, BBC News, GMTV and BBC Breakfast. And she has spoken at businesses, schools, universities and literary festivals around the world, including the BBC, Hay Festival, Cheltenham Festival, Bath Festival, Ilkley Festival, London Book Fair and Sharjah Reading Festival.

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