Color Me Intrigued, Yet Not Ready to Pack My Bag
Who knew that the walk of shame existed in 1947 yet the opening makes it sounds like it sure does for Grace as she desperately tries to get to work on time in NYC while trying to mask that she's wearing the same clothes as the day before. A fatal accident means that she has to take a shortcut through Grand Central which still haunts her ever since she waited for train after train for her love only to find out eventually that he'd died in an accident at his base. She knew his fate as soon as she'd seen the look on that Lieutenant's face.
Back to today, in 1947, late for work and a run in her hose, how did that happen? She runs into the bathroom to yank off the hose after spying a suitcase sticking out a bit alone on a bench unattended. That must have been what caught her leg.
Coming out, even though she's late, she can't help look at the suitcase that still sits alone. Curiosity gets the best of her and besides the usual items, she finds a packet of pictures in a packet of different women, some in uniform. She also sees the name Trigg.
Zoom back to the London of 1943 and we meet Eleanor Trigg who serves basically as the secretary for the Director of Special Operations Executive until she gives voice to an idea as to why their operatives are dying on landing in France and a solution.....
I was with the idea of broken-hearted Grace rushing to her job and not wanting to take that shortcut. I was even with her curiosity with the bag, most likely prior to the "see something say something" era because I would have wanted to help and know the story of the bag.
Where I got a little meh was Eleanor's world of not being supported or valued by a majority of the men in the room and her pretty obvious problem and solution to the issue. Don't get me wrong, I'm not that old, yet old enough to know that behavior like that happened to my mom and a bit to me and the younger women need to know that and be grateful and keep striving for equality. I'm personally getting tired of being reminded of it. It enrages me and is trite at the same time. It's like a cop out for an author and the issue makes me want to go tell an old guy to get the hell off MY lawn, thank you very much.
Yet how did Eleanor's suitcase end up in NYC four years later? That would keep me reading because it bothers me. I need to know why!
Back to today, in 1947, late for work and a run in her hose, how did that happen? She runs into the bathroom to yank off the hose after spying a suitcase sticking out a bit alone on a bench unattended. That must have been what caught her leg.
Coming out, even though she's late, she can't help look at the suitcase that still sits alone. Curiosity gets the best of her and besides the usual items, she finds a packet of pictures in a packet of different women, some in uniform. She also sees the name Trigg.
Zoom back to the London of 1943 and we meet Eleanor Trigg who serves basically as the secretary for the Director of Special Operations Executive until she gives voice to an idea as to why their operatives are dying on landing in France and a solution.....
I was with the idea of broken-hearted Grace rushing to her job and not wanting to take that shortcut. I was even with her curiosity with the bag, most likely prior to the "see something say something" era because I would have wanted to help and know the story of the bag.
Where I got a little meh was Eleanor's world of not being supported or valued by a majority of the men in the room and her pretty obvious problem and solution to the issue. Don't get me wrong, I'm not that old, yet old enough to know that behavior like that happened to my mom and a bit to me and the younger women need to know that and be grateful and keep striving for equality. I'm personally getting tired of being reminded of it. It enrages me and is trite at the same time. It's like a cop out for an author and the issue makes me want to go tell an old guy to get the hell off MY lawn, thank you very much.
Yet how did Eleanor's suitcase end up in NYC four years later? That would keep me reading because it bothers me. I need to know why!