After swearing off WWII books, I read two in quick succession (since they came from the library at the same time). The Fortunate Ones by Ellen Umansky jumps back and forth from 1936 Vienna to present-day LA. It centers on the lives of two families and a painting they both possessed for a short time.  I enjoyed this story, but it fell a little flat in comparison to the one I just finished, We Were the Lucky Ones. On its own, though, this one is absolutely worth a read. And, the story is much less focused on the war itself, so a bit less depressing.