Okay, I admit it: this is probably one of the best books our family has ever read, and is right up there on our shelf of favorites with those iconic Tolkien and Lewis tales that have also shaped our lives. Ultimately, it is the endurance that produces character and the triumph of truth and love over evil that leaves you with that rare and oh-so-satisfying sense of truth, beauty, and goodness you and your children will never forget. It is the survival story of one family trying to live in peace and quiet while all around them spins a world of conflict and destruction that they cannot avoid. Set in the dark days of World War II in Holland, Hilda Van Stockum (Bethlehem Books) has spun a tale with threads of danger and courage, treachery and loyalty, deprivation and generosity, loss and rescue, all woven with beautiful threads of family solidarity, strength, and love. The story is not about an angel, though there must have been several hanging around, but is about a special guard – a windmill actually. If you hand this book to your young reader, you’re going to have a hard time getting him to come to the supper table if you read it aloud to your nonreader, you’re going to discover that your teenager is hanging about in nonchalant, but intent fashion, and your husband or wife is going to beg you on the way out the door, “Do not read this while I am gone.” It’s really that good and will draw in your entire family.
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