Lesley Pearse is what I like to think of as a reliable author. She turns out solid historical fiction that are filled with strong female characters. Although this one was a bit of a door stopper in size, I ripped though it and enjoyed losing myself in 1930s and 40s England.
Verity and Ruby meet as youngsters in London, when Verity is a girl in nice clothes from a posh home, while Ruby has only one dirty dress and never enough to eat. Both girls become friends and even though their circumstances change drastically they still manage to help each other out, even after a bad falling out. 4/5