The core of the opposition lies in the town’s society maven, who resents that Florence has opened a shop in the oldest building in town. Though she her ambitions are small and her manner inoffensive, somehow her little shop stirs up a hornet’s nest of controversy and a wave of opposition rises up against her.
The town doesn’t have one and she cherishes the memory of her time working in one before her marriage. Middle-aged widow Florence Green is living out her days in a small English seaside town when she gets it into her head to open up a bookshop. Not in the plot, although there is a slight story here, but in the effect the novel was having on me. A comedy of manners without comedy, a too-precious by half story, the personification of the word “quaint.” All of these were phrases I was planning to deploy with devastating effectiveness. Halfway through this extremely short novel I was preparing the scathing review I was sure I was going to leave here.
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