When I read historical fiction, it often tends be set during World War II, probably because there are so many wonderful novels to choose from that take place in this time period. So, when I happened upon two fascinating novels set during the lesser written about World War I, I knew I had found a perfect pairing.
A lot of readers I know have trouble with books that feature bad things happening to children. I’m not one of them. Somehow, I’m able to separate myself from my identity as a loving mother while I read. These two novels, though very different in tone and pacing, both have a missing child at the center of the story.