The story is romantic, frustrating, and tear jerking. The protagonist, Victoria, is a young women whom was a ward of the state raised in foster care. She is feral yet lovable. Victoria's story starts the day she turns 18 and is released from state custody. Victoria has no skills, family, or money; all Victoria has is her love for flowers which she learned from an old friend. Homeless and hungry, Victoria finds work at a small flower shop. Her passion for flowers, and awkward social skills earn her the affection of Renata the owner of the Bloom. Victoria begins assembling bouquets rich in Victorian Meaning and cultivates a cult following of clients through her magical flower arrangements.
Through the success of her skill she is reintroduced to a past she had hoped to escape through the remorse of Red Carnations (my heart bleeds). Victoria finds love, passion, and hope through nostalgia and the recognition of everlasting love.
The Language of Flowers, is beautifully written and as delicate as a fresh bouquet of orchids. The novel challenges the structure of language and the art of communication. I loved the subtleties and the romance of the novel. A beautiful read, rich in the sweet aromas of hope, blessings, and love.