I got my August SAL from our friend Palko stitched up this weekend.
Jane Austen is enjoying August, 1806, among Derbyshire's craggy peaks,
sparkling streams, and cavernous gorges. That is, until she discovers
the corpse of a young gentleman whose blond curls and delicate features
suggest the face of an angel.
More shocking still is the
coroner's revelation: the deceased is no man but a maidservant — clad in
the garb of her master, Mr. Charles Danforth of Penfolds Hall. Tess
Arnold had ruled the stillroom at Penfolds for many years — until she
was labeled a witch and dismissed for indiscretion. Was Tess the prey of
a madman loose in the hills, or perchance the cast-off impediment to a
As usual, Jane's acute perception and her
nose for trouble place her supremely at risk — from a killer who may
strike as violently by day as he once did by night....
HERE to find out and listen.
Stitching and praying,