For fifteen years Eleanor Roosevelt and her handsome doctor, David Gurewitsch, were friends--traveling, entertaining, and buying a townhouse together. Now, for the first time, David's wife Edna reveals the intriguing story of their complicated relationship.
I returned this one early as I found it annoying. The author who reads it changes the tone of her voice when she reads letters from Eleanor or David. Whilst I appreciate the fact they were friends, I thought the basic premise of the book wasn't really worth writing a book about. Just not my cup of tea.