![]() Every once in a while you pick up a book that feels like a gift from the book gods. It's that perfect story at the absolute right moment in your life. It makes you forget the mess around you and makes you smile. I listened to this book on audio and not only was the story itself enchanting, but I loved the narrator. It was the type of story I couldn't stop listening to but didn't want to get to the end of. From Goodreads: Filled with a colorful and unforgettable cast of literary figures, The House at the End of Hope Street is a charming, whimsical novel of hope and feminine wisdom. Distraught that her academic career has stalled, Alba is walking through her hometown of Cambridge, England, when she finds herself in front of a house she's never seen before, 11 Hope Street. A beautiful older woman named Peggy greets her and invites her to stay, on the house's unusual conditions: she has ninety-nine nights to turn her life around. With nothing left to lose, Alba takes a chance and moves in. She soon discovers that this is no ordinary house. Past residents have included Virginia Woolf and Dorothy Parker, who, after receiving the assistance they needed, hung around to help newcomers - literally, in talking portraits on the wall. As she escapes into this new world, Alba begins a journey that will heal her wounds - and maybe even save her life.
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