Over the past year I have found more time to read. It was a banner day when the library down the street opened for business. I have discovered another favorite author—Hazel Gaynor. I love historical fiction, because I’m learning history while enjoying an intriguing plot. I have also found that learning the plight of destitute children in London more than a century ago makes me more mindful of the children at southern border. Gaynor’s book A Memory of Violets lets me imagine what the detained children housed in cages in Texas must be feeling. I hope they have the resilience that the children selling flowers for twopence had. Gaynor let me feel what it is to be separated from a sibling for life but never giving up hope. Often fiction makes me more aware of the facts.