That said, the book does get more interesting, perhaps because the author herself seems more invested emotionally in the horrors of the Nazi response to the attempted murder of Hitler. It is a list- of aristocratic play pals, of castles for weekend visits, of dining and dancing, of bombed out houses and streets. What is missing is a real connection to all these people or any real feelings at all. There are sad storied of having to leave behind one's furs or crystal or. There is lots of champagne and plenty of oysters between horrific bouts of Allied carpet bombing. Until the actual attempt on Hitler's life, the diary entries are slogs through a catalog of the aristocracy of Eastern Europe and Germany, Austrian and Italy. So, everything was is place for the perfect book. She was part of a crowd that was linked to the ill-fated July 20th attempt to assassinate Hitler. The author was a White Russian whose aristocratic family escaped Stalin's terror and fled to Germany just before World War II. I love this topic and was quite prepared to love this book.
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