Fresh Pick for Saturday, May 3rd, 2014 is MURDER AT HONEYCHURCH HALL by Hannah Dennison #Free4All a quirky but fun mystery St. Martin’s Press Minotaur May 2014 On Sale: May 13, 2014 304 pages ISBN: 1250007798 EAN: 9781250007797 Kindle: B00H6EOJNW Hardcover / e-Book Add to Wish List Mystery Cozy, Mystery Amateur Sleuth, Mystery Woman Sleuth Buy A Copy Amazon.com Kindle BN.com Powell’s Books Indiebound Murder At Honeychurch Hall by Hannah Dennison Kat Stanford is just days away from starting her dream antique business with her newly widowed mother Iris when she gets a huge shock. Iris has recklessly purchased a dilapidated carriage house at Honeychurch Hall, an isolated country estate located several hundred miles from London. Yet it seems that Iris isn’t the only one with surprises at Honeychurch Hall. Behind the crumbling façade, the inhabitants of the stately mansion are a lively group of eccentrics to be sure—both upstairs and downstairs —and they all have more than their fair share of skeletons in the closet. When the nanny goes missing, and Vera, the loyal housekeeper ends up dead in the grotto, suspicions abound. Throw in a feisty, octogenarian countess, a precocious seven year old who is obsessed with the…

Can I just say this and you not think bad about me? I love to curse. Have ever since I was younger and would giggle when my very proper grandmother would lob the F-bomb when someone just really got on her nerves. She would deny it, but I learned the art form of swearing at her knee. She is a true connoisseur. But out of necessity I had to clean it up. The first time I realized I needed to watch my potty mouth was about eleven years ago. I was sitting in bed reading, and my three year-old son trotted in, jumped up on the bed beside me, and started playing with his Spiderman action figure. About ten minutes go by and then I heard… “S**t!” I jerked my head up, and he was staring over the edge of the bed where he’d dropped his toy. I was shocked. Yeah, of course, hearing his high-pitched baby voice grumble the curse word was surprising. But I was more stunned that he’d used it properly! I didn’t even have to ask myself where he got it from. This girl, right here. So, from that night forward, I made the conscious decision…