It's 1916, and Stella Bain remembers nothing of her life except that she drives an ambulance in the war in France. This is the story of her journey ofIt's 1916, and Stella Bain remembers nothing of her life except that she drives an ambulance in the war in France. This is the story of her journey of discovering who she is. Shreve finds beauty in a tea party, a sunset, or a convalescent home; she has a way of making the mundane vibrant and achingly beautiful. This is why I love her writing. ...more