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| Book 3 - The Bow Street Runners |
•°o•:*:•. Highwaymen, Coaching Inns,
Peril & Romance .•:*:• o°•
Southampton, England, 1815
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| Author's Choice for heroine |
Abigail Gilbert is an outsider in her own home. Her family has managed to marry her off to a prestigious baronet she met once at a dance, which will boost their own names in society, practically shoving her out the door into a carriage headed for Penrith with only a ladies maid to aid her on the difficult journey. They make plans to go abroad before she is actually even wed. But not without one final slap from her always angry stepmother.
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| Author's choice for hero |
But, she looks to the future with Sir Jonathan Aberley and her chance for love and belonging at long last, despite the arduous journey ahead of her.
31-year-old Captain Samuel Thatcher patrols the highways of the rugged heath. “Shankhart Robbins was out there, all right. Somewhere. And worse –he’d be back. Evil always had a way of returning bigger and blacker than before, singeing any soul it touched.”
May I just say, Shankhart- what a villainous name!
Samuel is forced to help Abagail when her carriage is accosted and see her safely to Sir Jonathan, who is not at all what was expected. The dangers and surprises abound which make for a most enjoyable read for lovers of mystery and historical romance.
Spiritual Moment: “She pushed the last hairpin into place then bowed her head. She’d learned long ago while enduring the hurts of her stepmother that only through prayer would she find peace.”
Tea Moment(s): “The servant appeared with a thick slice of pastry and a steaming pot of bohea.”
That was a new one for me, so in looking it up I found “a black China tea that comes from the last crop of the season and is typically regarded as of low quality. Early 18th century named after the Bu-yi (Wuyi) hills in China, from where black tea first came to Britain”.
“The woman wasn’t old, but neither was she young. Rather, she was timeless, her apron holding in an eternity of love and life and laughter. She was the kind of woman with whom you could share a pot of tea and your deepest secrets.”
I downloaded a copy of this book through Net Galley via the publisher with no fee and no compensation in the hopes of an honest review. My opinion is entirely my own.
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| Michelle Griep |
Connect with the author at Michelle Griep dot com.
© June 1, 2019, Shiloh Run Press/Barbour Publishing
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| The Bow Street Runners Series |
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