““perfect for the daughter of a seed trader, he persisted—it took some time to convince his parents, who found the name unusual. Girls in Gönningen were named Klara, Martha, or Liesel. But Flora? “What about Seraphine’s name?” Helmut retorted, but his parents just shrugged. Hannah followed their exchange wearily but happily from where she sat on the long bench in the kitchen. She had not known that Flora was the name of a goddess. Nor had she ever heard of a father arguing so vehemently for the name of his child. Helmut seemed to be at least as overjoyed about the birth of a daughter as he would have been about a son. Unlike Hannah herself. She had been so certain that she was carrying a boy. But her disappointment was short-lived, and Flora won her heart””
