This story started off with too many things to throw me off the story line enough that I never got past them and into the story. Sure, little things, but each interrupted the flow. In the first chapter there was the suitcase, abandoned or not, that, while already very late to work, she tripped over and after a trip to the lady's room, she took the time to search and steal some photos.
At work in 1943, a man called her Ms. huh? Not a term used then by men towards women. They were all "just girls" and not afforded any work respect.
Pet peeve here: when a man's name is used for a woman- Frankie. Let's get back to using women's names for women!
At work in 1943, a man called her Ms. huh? Not a term used then by men towards women. They were all "just girls" and not afforded any work respect.
Pet peeve here: when a man's name is used for a woman- Frankie. Let's get back to using women's names for women!