Little French Village of Book Lovers - Nina George
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'Everyone knows me, but none can see me. I'm that thing you call love'
In a small town in balmy Provence, a dazzling encounter with Love itself changes the life of orphan Marie-Jeanne forever.
As a girl, Marie-Jeanne realizes that she can see the marks Love has left on the people around her - tiny glowing lights on their faces and hands that shimmer more brightly when the one meant for them is near. Before long, Marie-Jeanne is playing matchmaker in her village.
As she grows up, Marie-Jeanne helps her foster father, Francis, set up a mobile library that travels through the many small mountain towns in the region of Nyons.
Their library will offer entertainment, guidance, reassurance and comfort - balm for the heartbroken and lonely. Marie-Jeanne soon finds herself bringing soulmates together everywhere they go, with books always playing an essential part in her quest.
However, the only person that Marie-Jeanne can't seem to find a partner for is herself. She has no glow of her own, though she waits and waits for it to appear.
Everyone must have a soulmate, surely - but will Marie-Jeanne be able to recognize hers when Love finally comes her way?
In a small town in balmy Provence, a dazzling encounter with Love itself changes the life of orphan Marie-Jeanne forever.
As a girl, Marie-Jeanne realizes that she can see the marks Love has left on the people around her - tiny glowing lights on their faces and hands that shimmer more brightly when the one meant for them is near. Before long, Marie-Jeanne is playing matchmaker in her village.
As she grows up, Marie-Jeanne helps her foster father, Francis, set up a mobile library that travels through the many small mountain towns in the region of Nyons.
Their library will offer entertainment, guidance, reassurance and comfort - balm for the heartbroken and lonely. Marie-Jeanne soon finds herself bringing soulmates together everywhere they go, with books always playing an essential part in her quest.
However, the only person that Marie-Jeanne can't seem to find a partner for is herself. She has no glow of her own, though she waits and waits for it to appear.
Everyone must have a soulmate, surely - but will Marie-Jeanne be able to recognize hers when Love finally comes her way?
