I will admit to reading some short books at the end of the year in hopes of meeting my yearly book reading goal. I have fallen short of my 100 and figured if I crammed in a bunch of short ones, I might just squeak in. I have avoided WWII books for a while, but because this one was so short, I grabbed it anyway. The Paris Secret by Lily Graham was a quick, sad, but hopeful read. “The last time Valerie was in Paris, she was three years old, running from the Nazis, away from the only home she had ever known.Now as a young woman all alone in the world, Valerie must return to Paris, to the bookshop and her sole surviving relative, her grandfather Vincent, the only person who knows the truth about what happened to her parents. As she gets to know grumpy, taciturn Vincent again, she hears a tragic story of Nazi-occupied Paris, a doomed love affair and a mother willing to sacrifice everything for her beloved daughter.” (Amazon) While this was a good read, it wasn’t anything incredible. It was captivating, nonetheless.