I loved this book. That's it. This book was written in such a way that you didn't feel it was a story, you really felt you were living it. Code Name Verity tells the story of a young woman, who was captured as a spy in France in the war years, and given two weeks to write a confession about all she know of the British war effort. Through this confession she tells us the story of The pilot who brought her to France, and all she knows about aircraft. One amazing writing technique the writer has used is that in this confession, the narrator doesn't refer to herself directly, and we only half way through do we realise who she is in the fable. It is a simply fantastic book, that appealed to me particularly as a person who loves historic books, and one about spy work is so different. It's plot line sweeps and turns like I've never seen before, so you have to pay attention as to what is going on. I personally enjoy the character relationships, with tales of love and intrigue somehow being interwoven into this as well. Another avoided cliche is that it ( spoiler alert ) doesn't have a happy ending, which is the obvious thing to go for in this kind of book, when so much of it is about sadness. This book tells of an unseen side of world war 2. When young English roses brought giant hauptfurhers to their knees.
It is simply exquisite, a masterpiece.
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