Lost Roses is the type of book I tend to avoid. It’s a period piece based on true tragedy, which means I’ll cry ugly tears. After I found the courage to start Lost Roses by Martha Hall Kelly, I found that I couldn’t stop reading. Each chapter I said it will be enough to have a tiny snippet of closure so I could sleep. You can see where this is going. I ended up getting to sleep sometime after 3:30 am and thus have a serious book hangover today.
Why did such tragedy have to occur?
The harsh treatment of people throughout the war is truly devastating. Lost Roses doesn’t go too heavily into these scenes; however, I’m way too empathetic. A small fiction scene told from one of the Russian immigrants told to Eliza Ferriday (one of our main characters) had me literally crying for five minutes.
Lost Roses is a story of perseverance. It is a telling of what lengths women will go for their own survival. Even when it seemed impossible for Sofya to survive the fall of Russia’s imperial dynasty, let alone have the will to try, she just kept moving forward. Her story of challenges may have been fictional, but there’s no doubt it is quite true to what real women of the period endured.
There was already a lot of buzz around this book before I had a chance to read it for myself. I can attest to the hype. Martha Hall Kelly wonderfully combined fictional characters alongside true historical figures of the Imperial Dynasty. The plight of Russian immigrants seeking a semblance of a good life in America shouts at our current state of affairs.