The Roses at King's Cross

A tale of love and sacrifice in the heart of war's shadows...

Grandma's stories were like Christmas morning, but my favorites were always the ones that came from her heart, which brings us to the era of World War II, when Grandma was only 19. She was a strong-willed woman and longed to stay in London as a student, but when she received the telegraph with the dreadful news that her brother was injured in the war, she had no choice but to return home to Bristol. She arrived at King's Cross mid-afternoon, to find not a single ticket. With the war at a climax and the constant threat of Germany's bombs, her world was at a standstill until she stumbled upon an old friend. But is a long-forgotten love enough to restore her hope?