Esther and Sarah share a single passion: to be the best they can be – on an epic scale. That's easier dreamed than done in Jewish Montreal on the eve of World War II. Fifty years later when death takes Esther, her son and her old friend must each decide whether Esther's abandoned dreams will defeat them or spur them on to triumphs of their own.
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Anne Savage and her 1935 painting, "Quebec Farm," play pivotal roles in Sara's Year over the story's 50-year timespan. While my Anne Savage is fictionalized, the real-life Anne Savage was a well-known Montreal artist and educator, who just happened to have taught my mother! Curious about Savage and her painting? Visit the Sara's Year Pinterest board at www.pinterest.com/sarasyear.
Bernie gazed up at the Savage canvas, letting his eyes trace first the sweep of the artist’s brushstrokes, then the sweep of the road. That road couldn’t help but capture his attention…and imagination. Where did it go? What would it reveal up in those hills? What would it reveal beyond them? Where would it carry him if he dared to step onto it? His mother hadn’t dared. Not Sarah, either. Not in the end.