By Kate Hamilton from A Legacy of Murder by Connie Berry
Pardon the mess! You've caught me packing for my flight to England tomorrow, and I'm in a bit of a state. It's a direct flight, thank goodness, from Cleveland to London Heathrow. From there, I'll drive the hundred miles or so to Suffolk, where my daughter, Christine, is interning at Finchley Hall, a stately home in the village of Long Barston. I've rented an automatic. Staying on the wrong side of the road will be enough of a challenge without worrying about shifting with my left hand as well.
Christine tells me Lady Barbara Finchley-fforde has invited me to attend a formal welcome dinner for the new interns. I can't wait to see Finchley Hall—and maybe catch a glimpse of some of its famous Anglo-Saxon treasures.
So far, so good.
But then there's Tom's mother, Liz—the one who doesn't like Americans. I can hardly avoid meeting her, can I? Tom tells me she's planning a dinner, too—so we can "get to know each other." He's so sure I'll win her over with my sparkling personality. Touching. Or naïve. The problem is what to wear. What if Liz shows up in an elegant dress and I arrive in slacks? Or, worse, what if I appear overdressed? She'll think I'm trying too hard. That I refute—I'm not trying at all. I do like Tom—a lot, if I'm honest—but how could an intercontinental relationship ever work? His job and his family are in England. Mine are in Ohio. Besides, it was murder that drew us together in Scotland. The thrill of an investigation. A hint of danger. That's not likely to happen again, is it?
Hey, thanks for letting me vent. Now if I can just zip up this suitcase.
Before you go, I have two questions for you: Where is your very favorite place in the world to travel? What is one essential item you never leave home without?
A Legacy of Murder, book 2 in Connie Berry's Kate Hamilton Mysteries is available in hardback and e-book. Book 1, A Dream of Death, is available in hardback, e-book, audio.
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