A Room of My Own: The Story of Joanna and the Grey Mouse
I still remember the first time I opened the door to her—this girl who looked as if she’d been washed out by the rain, clutching her bag like a lifeline. I never imagined how much her arrival would change the rhythm of my life, or how the secrets she carried would force me to confront my own. In the heart of London, in a cramped flat with peeling wallpaper, our lives collided in ways neither of us could have foreseen.