Bobby Child

I am finding the book trite and the situations contrived and juvenile. The protagonist quite by chance finds out that her mother was a refugee from the Spanish Civil war who by chance resembles a photo in a cafe she frequents. This is the stuff of schoolgirl essays. I also found it overly adjectivised. In an attempt to creat atmosphere Victoria throws the kitchen sink at description. What a disappointment after such rave reviews of this author. I won't be reading and more of her work and will take refuge in my Helen Dunmore books.