London, 1910. On a bitter morning in Whitechapel, a little girl named Eleanor Gr…
London, 1910. On a bitter morning in Whitechapel, a little girl named Eleanor Graves pressed her face against the window of a bakery. She was eight years old. Her fingers were cracked from the cold, and her dress was too thin for winter. Behind the glass, jam tarts and golden loaves glowed with a warmth […]






