The flame of love, lost for forty years, is rekindled. How long will it burn?
Professor Bevyn Jones ends up at a mystery retreat weekend in the country by a lake.
He barely has time to breathe the fresh morning air when a certain "Ladybug" sends him a text message, urging him to meet at the boathouse.
Upon his arrival, he finds the door open and a very dead body. Jones' entourage grows with Detective Jennifer Watson, posing as cocked and loaded Miss Scarlett; Bob, the smiling manager of the whole shebang; Chief Murphy, forced out of retirement and Detective Roy, a recalcitrant pain. As the number of suspects grows another body turns up dead. Bevyn probes deeper into the mansion's past. He visits his old martial arts teacher about the suspicious coincidence of an accidental death that took place in the same boathouse years before. Readers follow Jones down a bevy of dark corridors and through hidden doors one the trail of every clue. In a chandelier-lit ballroom full of suspects and law enforcement officials, Bevyn exposes the guilty and innocent. Just when the mystery appears to be solved, Bevyn follows up on one last loose end...
A young woman caught in the rivalry between Queen Mary and her half sister, Elizabeth, must find her true destiny amid treason, poisonous rivalries, loss of faith, and unrequited love. It is winter, 1553. Pursued by the Inquisition, Hannah Green, a fourteen-year-old Jewish girl, is forced to flee Spain with her father.
But Hannah is no ordinary refugee. Her gift of "Sight," the ability to foresee the future, is price in the troubled times of the Tudor court. Hannah is adopted by the glamorous Robert Dudley, the charismatic son of King Edward's protector, who brings her to court as a "holy fool" for Queen Mary and, ultimately, Queen Elizabeth.
Hired as a fool but working as a spy; promised in wedlock but in love with her master; endangered by the laws against heresy, treason, and witchcraft, Hannah must choose between the safe life of a commoner and the dangerous intrigues of the royal family that are inextricably bound up in her own yearnings and desires. Teeming with vibrant period detail and peopled by characters seamly woven into the sweeping tapestry of history, The Queen's Fool is another rich and emotionally resonant gem from this wonderful storyteller.
Sample Poems Dictionary As a small south american squirrel inhabiting mostly mountainous regions would feed on lizards half-way between poles of the tropics, I too would fall heartbreaked in the settlement of feuds of the fields of kentucky. When the moss grows high between the perennials and disordered mimmocks weep, these dainty fastidious gestating mammals break for leavened bread and sup between the rows of trees, lifting like friars some heavy books in the sunlight's morning windows where the mollusks row in scion's quadragesimal phyla. Found Text The deer mistook their reflections for deer and the deer mistook their reflections for other deer and the deer apparently mistook their reflections for sheep and what the deer mistook their reflections for isn't certain and the deer were removed from the scene, being deer, before being removed and mistaking reflections of the other deer for the sheep the deer were removed and the deer deciding to join them joined the deer having mistaken reflections of sheep for the deer having mistaken reflections of sheep for the deer in the plate glass windows. The New Life I eat steak and live on the big neon avenue and fear strangers, admire my neighbors, the drug store, and the bus, I was an addict live addicted to the avenue, in the dark folds late at night, addicted to sleep and lavender, I went into the liquor store to buy a bottle of wine, loving you and the liquor store, the lavender bottles, the many directions.... PART TWO Today I am rivets of sails in a log cabin where Jack London lived in Alaska until they moved his cabin here where we collect the change to buy our drinks and eat the free hors d'oeuvres, where the neighbors are somewhat pleased beside the railroad trains, where the vague sense of the Union Pacific is with opssums of freeways and you, where the airplanes fill the plastic sky, where the fish are brightly colored on the lawn, where an underwater bird is pummeled on the sidestreet, where we take hallucinogens and wander through museums, where the people construct the atificial ponds, where