'Fabulous' Observer 'Achingly stylish' Guardian 'Irresistible' Daily Telegraph 'Gripping' The Sunday Times In a jazz bar on the last night of 1937, watching a quartet because she couldn't afford to see the whole ensemble, there were certain things Katey Kontent knew: the location of every old church in Manhattan how to sneak into the cinema how to type eighty words a minute, five thousand an hour, and nine million a year and that if you can still lose yourself in a Dickens novel then everything is going to be fine. By the end of the year she'd learned: how to live like a redhead and insist upon the very best; that riches can turn to rags in the trip of a heartbeat, chance encounters can be fated, and the word 'yes' can be a poison. That's how quickly New York City comes about, like a weathervane, or the head of a cobra. Time tells which. 'A delicious and memorable novel that will leave you wistful - and desperate for a martini.' Stylist 'Elegance and hardship drip off the page' Daily Mail
The Devil And Miss Prym
Paulo Coelho
Harper Collins Publishers Limited
The Devil Wears Prada
Lauren Weisberger
A Place Called Here
Cecelia Ahern
Half Of A Yellow Sun Winners Of The Womens Prize For Fiction
Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie
Fourth Estate/Harper Collins Publishers Limited
The Valkyries
By The River Piedra I Sat Down And Wept
Thanks For The Memories
The Book Of Tomorrow
Like The Flowing River Thoughts And Reflections
The Witch Of Portobello
Fill up your details to notify you when this book will be available