This is the first book I’ve read where I think the movie was better than the book. Also, as the review title says; I love that the authors niece was able to take on the task of bringing the book into being. I think it’s a worthy addition to books remembering the horrors and waste of war. However, the main issue for me with the premise of the book were the letters; some of which felt very true to time, and others feeling more like emails or text messages in their interplay (especially the short ones between Juliet and Mark). Correct me if I’m wrong but a letter sent saying “meet me at 8?” Is unlikely to have three or four messages back and forth in a day to confirm place and time unless… they share an office and are passing notes? It took me out of the world she was building; like seeing someone in Downton abbey wearing an Apple Watch. I enjoyed reading it and would probably recommend it, but feel it could have been tightened a little more by her editors in this regard.