Stepping into Times Square after reading A Fall of Marigolds is an exercise in contrasts. The relentless present – the cacophony of sounds, the dazzling advertisements, the throngs of people – clashes sharply with the echoes of the past woven into the story. Knowing Clara Wood's experience here, the reader might find themselves looking beyond the surface, imagining the square as it was a century ago, a place of both opportunity and profound loss. The relentless pulse of the city, usually associated with progress and excitement, can also feel like a heavy reminder of the ceaseless march of time and the enduring presence of stories, both seen and unseen, that permeate the very fabric of this iconic location. The weight of history, particularly the shared human experiences of love, loss, and resilience, seems palpable amidst the flashing lights and hurried footsteps.