Having to go back through the first two books to seek out place names, certain descriptions, etc., that were changed in later books. Very tedious. This is one of those areas where being a planner rather than a pantser makes writing so much easier. Unfortunately, I'm not a planner and don't seem able to turn myself into one.
Sigh.
Death 1 has just happened; death 2 is hard on its heels. Death 3 is still 5 years off, but in narrative time it won't be too long in coming, alas. Death 4 is yet another 5 years on.
Holy cow, remind me not to be a character in your novel!
Lol. It's a true story, so it isn't my own sadistic whim! It did occur to me recently that it might be a very sad story if I'm not careful. If it helps, the deaths were spaced out over 13 years...
It's 1940, and Lily's patient, wife of an anthropology professor, is, at her husband's insistence, trying to breastfeed their newborn.
The hospital recently evicted mother and baby, not having the least idea about how breast feeding should go. Lily, however, having trained in a hospital built especially for immigrant Jews, does know. She learned it from patients who suspected bottled formula of being non-kosher (traif ).
Except now, Lily is "passing" as a Gentile, so she's got to tread very, very carefully.