Before We were Yours – Lisa Wingate

Memphis, Tennessee, 1939

Twelve-year-old Rill Foss and her four younger siblings live a magical life aboard their family’s Mississippi River shantyboat. But when their father must rush their mother to the hospital one stormy night, Rill is left in charge, until strangers arrive in force. Wrenched from all that is familiar and thrown into a Tennessee Children’s Home Society orphanage, the Foss children are assured that they will soon be returned to their parents - but they quickly realize the dark truth…

Aiken, South Carolina, present day

Born into wealth and privilege, Avery Stafford seems to have it all: a successful career, a handsome fiancé, and a lavish wedding on the horizon. But when Avery returns home to help her father weather a health crisis, a chance encounter leaves her with uncomfortable questions and compels her to take a journey through her family’s long-hidden history, on a path that will ultimately lead either to devastation or to redemption.

My review

I have never read any of Lisas books before but I will be looking for them now! This book was stunning and I didn’t want to stop reading and I didn’t want it to end. It is horrible to know that this was based around true events as well. Never in a million years have I ever thought about this happening. Lisa has obviously done her research and has provided a list of resources at the end incase you want to do more for yourself.

I am struggling with words to describe this book. You just want to keep reading and never stop.

I cannot say how much I enjoyed this book. So many vivid descriptions and scenarios you can imagine yourself being a fly on the wall.

Just fantastic. One of my must reads for the year.

5 stars

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