What follows is twenty year’s worth of letters, mostly between the reserved (and very British) bookseller Frank and the more chatty Helene. The first half is a copy of the letters, starting with Helene inquiring after certain out-of-print books that she couldn’t get hold of. This is a lovely little book about a struggling American writer in New York and her correspondence with an antiquarian bookshop in London. I couldn’t have chosen a better book to make me smile! The moment to read it finally arrived after I finished the harrowing Between Shades of Gray and was in desperate need of something cheerful to warm my heart. I heard about 84 Charing Cross Road through Slightly Foxeda few years ago, and it’s been patiently waiting on my shelf ever since.
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