Big mysteries often come in small packages…
When curmudgeonly private detective Betty Grape visits a young friend, who is housesitting in a remote village in England for Christmas vacation, something seems out of place. Her friend, Catia, is visibly nervous. Is she worried about the young men in the decrepit caravan in next door’s back garden? Or is Catia involved in the disappearance of the homeowner’s invalid wife?
As an American, Betty discovers the locals are full of friendly gossip but taciturn about solid facts. Though they are determined to keep Betty from butting in on their territory, she blunders through the social morass of narrow-minded foreigners and their broad Dorset accents. Can she unravel the tight knots of this mystery? Will she find the perpetrator under thickly thatched rooves or behind floral chintz curtains?
“Elderly detective Betty Grape journeys from Silicon Valley to Devon, UK, to spend Christmas with her friend’s daughter Catia who is housesitting a home old enough to still have an outdoor toilet. Betty, intrigued with the English lifestyle and beguiled by the jargon, settles in to reminisce and play matchmaker for Catia. As Christmas approaches in their cold remoteness miles from the nearest village, Bette ponders multiple strange events: the cat collar left on the doorstep and their nearest neighbors living in a trailer, two guys with strange disparate personalities.
If you like charm stirred with a dash of mystery, you’ll enjoy this quick read.” – Amazon Five Star Review