I finished The Tattooist of Auschwitz in a few hours in one sitting. It’s based on a true love story of harrowing times during the Holocaust, the story of Lale Sokolov retold by New Zealand author Heather Morris.
I wasn’t looking for factual accuracy when I read this, because it’s anecdotal, personal and inevitably filled with embellishments when we recollect moments in our lives. It’s a story of love, hope, resilience of the human spirit more than documenting the brutality and terror of war.
It’s a nice bit of light reading. More books recommendations here.
