A book for fans of Fredrik Backman’s A Man Called Ove: Doris is 96-years-old and lives in Stockholm. She looks forward to weekly Skype chats with her grandniece Jenny, in America. In order to provide Jenny with a bit of family history, she goes through her old, red address book, given to her as a girl by her father. She tracks the names that have systematically been added and crossed out over the years, and begins to write about these people, who they were, their roles in her life, the relationships, friendships, and the love. These connections have long since past, but Doris relives the experiences: her life in New York, in London and as a model in Paris; her experiences during WWII and the story of the only man she loved. All these colourful chapters in her life are recounted. This is a gentle, heart-warming story; nostalgic, but lovely, that weighs the fleeting nature of time against the beauty of a life well lived.