A fallen scrap of thread dropped from atop her door alerts her if someone’s been in her room.
Someone in town isn’t who they seem. And it isn’t just her.
The anguish over atrocities she’s seen spills off the page and forces me to turn it to see if she’ll find relief.
High as the Heavens gripped me even harder than I gripped it. It’s one of those books that you set down breathless, as if you’ve run a gauntlet.
Kate Breslin’s ability to weave a story that’s believable yet astonishing has crafted this story into one I had to keep telling people about. “See, there’s this nurse, only she’s secretly a spy, and she’s stuck in Belgium as the Germans have taken over…” From there I could go into the Schlieffen plan like the WWI-weird history nut I am, but I’ve glazed enough people’s eyes that way. So I stick to the story.
“She’s on her way to rendezvous with a contact when she sees a plane go down. The man on the ground is still alive, but he has no identification and she realizes he’s her contact. And then…”
That’s when I either cut myself off or go on to reveal the glorious twists that make this book so tantalizing. It all depends whether the person listening will read the book.
Since you are reading this, I’m not going to tell you. Just read the book.
And don’t forget to breathe.
Thanks so much to Bethany House Publishers, who provided this book free in exchange for my honest review.