When I picked up this book as the latest read for my local book club, I was immediately filled with a sense of dread. Called “A Fall of Marigolds.” Pretty flowers on the cover. About a scarf? Oof. This did not sound like I was the target audience, and I steeled myself for yet another book club meeting where I would give a low rating and sound like a cranky cynic. I don’t know if it is because I went in with low expectations, but […]