Patience

Patience is one of those things I have an abundance of. Except when I’m uberly excited.

Last week I signed up for BookSneeze.
I review for BookSneeze

                                                 Normally, I’d be patient. Very patient. But I’m just a little excited about the blurb I read.
In fact, I cleared my TBR pile, well not exactly cleared it, but I pushed that pile back so that I could start reading it as soon as it arrived in the mail. I had hoped it would have shown up on Saturday and here it is Wednesday. Tomorrow, I’m positive I’ll wear a hole in the floor from pacing until the mailman comes.

I guess in this instance, patience is a virtue I’m lacking.

In 1942, as the country gears up for a full-scale commitment to WWII, German subs are dispatched to the Gulf of Mexico to sink U.S. vessels carrying goods and fuel. While taking a late-night walk, Helen Mason—widowed by war—discovers the near-lifeless body of a German sailor. Enraged at the site of Josef Landermann’s uniform, Helen is prepared to leave him to die when an unusual phrase, faintly uttered, changes her mind.

Set in a period simmering with anger and suspicion The Heart Menderoffers the very real chronicle of a small town preparing itself for the worst the world has to offer. As cargo from torpedoed ships begins to wash up on the beach, Josef and Helen must reconcile their pasts to create a future.