By Nancy Atherton
...Until the Dickensian legislation enterprise of Willis & Willis summons her to a examining of the woman's will. Down-on-her-luck Lori learns she's approximately to inherit a siazable estate--if she will be able to become aware of the key hidden in a treasure trove of letters in Dimity's English nation cottage. What starts as a fairy story turns into a mystery--and a ghost story--in an improbably comfortable atmosphere, as Aunt Dimity's indominable spirit leads Lori on an otherworldly quest to find how, during this lifestyles, real love can overcome all.
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It had worked for our caveman ancestors, and who was I to argue with history? 48 Still, it was possible that Bill’s intentions had been good all along, and it did seem odd to be afraid of kindness. It was definitely not a survival trait. As we crawled past the aromatic accident scene, Bill touched a button on the dashboard and my window hummed shut. I glanced at him, then closed my eyes and leaned back, feigning sleep. I had some serious thinking to do and I wanted no distractions. ’s map was waiting for me in the guest suite when I got back.
You. ” Meg continued to stare at me intently. She opened her mouth as if to say something, then closed it again and shook her head. “Nope. Not this time, Shepherd. ” Before I could respond, the porch door opened and Doug came out, accompanied by the delicious aroma of garlicky tomato sauce. ” asked Meg. “Never mind—let me see if I can find it. ” Van Gogh decided the storm was too close for comfort and scooted in after them, leaving me alone on the porch. As soon as the door had closed, a few fat drops hit the roof overhead; then the rain came rushing down, enclosing the porch in flickering, translucent walls.
I just shook mine out and draped it over my legs and the drowsy lapcat. Meg snugged her own blanket in place, then frowned. “What I don’t get is why you’re so ticked off at Bill. He’ll do whatever you want him to do. ” Meg curled her legs under her and rested her chin on her hand. “Gee, that’s enough to ruin anyone’s day. My heart goes out to you. ” “Thanks, Meg. ” “Sorry, Shepherd, but he just doesn’t strike me as the Svengali type. I watched him back there in the kitchen. He never took his eyes off of you.