Roses by Leila Meacham
Before I started the book all I really knew about the story was that it was like a Texas version of Gone With the Wind. But since I love that so much, I was definitely willing try this one out. While yes, there are similarities mainly that in both the heroine raises cotton and is almost in love with the land where it's cultivated, Roses is different enough, and even more so good enough, that it can stand on its own merit.
The story begins on the eve of World War I in the East Texas town of Howbutker with the descendants of the towns 3 founded families. There's the French DuMont's who the town's general store, the Warwick's descended from England's House of York who are in the lumber trade, and the Tolivers from the House of Lancaster who raise cotton. All three families have a son, but yet only one has a daughter that being Mary Toliver.
Within the first few pages the stage is set for a bittersweet ending. But even though you know what to expect the journey to get there more than makes up for it. I was expecting to cry at the close of the book, but never saw how many times I would cry throughout the book.
Overall it is a love story that spans generations. There is a love triangle or two, but so much of the novel is seeing the story unfold and realizing how what seems to be fate can be misinterpreted and how such small coincidences can change a life. I loved reading this book. I couldn't put it down, but no looking back I wish I had read it slower because part of me is disappointed not to still be with these characters.
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