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236,-
*THE STUNNING NEW NOVEL FROM INTERNATIONAL BESTSELLING AUTHOR KAYTE NUNN!*
'Absolutely magnificent' NATASHA LESTER
'Hugely engaging' DAILY MAIL
War would bring them together.
But would it ultimately tear them apart?
Burma, 1945.
Bea, Plum, Bubbles, Joy and Lucy are five young women looking for adventure, fighting a forgotten war in the jungle attached to the Fourteenth Army. Running a mobile canteen, navigating treacherous roads and dodging hostile gunfire, they soon become embroiled in lif…
Undertittel
The thrilling and achingly romantic historical novel from the international bestselling author
Forlag
Orion
Utgitt
14 oktober 2021
Lengde
10:25
Sjanger
Skjønnlitteratur, Romaner
Språk
English
Format
mp3
DRM-beskyttelse
App-only
ISBN
9781398701267
*THE STUNNING NEW NOVEL FROM INTERNATIONAL BESTSELLING AUTHOR KAYTE NUNN!*
'Absolutely magnificent' NATASHA LESTER
'Hugely engaging' DAILY MAIL
War would bring them together.
But would it ultimately tear them apart?
Burma, 1945.
Bea, Plum, Bubbles, Joy and Lucy are five young women looking for adventure, fighting a forgotten war in the jungle attached to the Fourteenth Army. Running a mobile canteen, navigating treacherous roads and dodging hostile gunfire, they soon become embroiled in life-threatening battles of their own - battles that will haunt the women for the rest of their lives.
Oxford, 1976. At the height of an impossibly hot English summer, a woman slips into a museum and steals several rare Japanese netsuke, including the famed fox-girl. Despite the offer of a considerable reward, these tiny, exquisitely detailed carvings are never seen again.
London and Galway, 1999. On the eve of the new millennium, Olivia, assistant to an art dealer, meets Beatrix, an elderly widow who wishes to sell her late husband's collection of Japanese art. Concealing her own motives, Olivia travels with Beatrix to a New Year's Eve party, deep in the Irish countryside, where friendships will be tested and secrets kept for more than fifty years are spilled...