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"Satisfying 19th century mystery."
Reviewed by Paula Myers
Courtesy Old Book Barn Gazette
Posted March 10, 2004
Prior to her fame as author of LITTLE WOMEN, Louisa May
Alcott amused herself writing dark, lurid tales. Now she
finds herself embroiled in a mystery she must solve before
becoming the killer's next victim.
Louisa's dear friend Dorothy, newly married and back from
her honeymoon abroad, is found floating Read more...
"Charming amateur sleuth"
Reviewed by Harriet Klausner
Posted March 15, 2004
Although they are as poor as can be, they live in an
exclusive section of Boston so Louisa May Alcott and her
family mingle with people of high society. Her father
doesn't earn much money and the family's work with the
Abolitionists and the underground puts the Alcotts in Read more...
"Charming amateur sleuth"
Reviewed by Harriet Klausner
Posted April 25, 2004
Although they are as poor as can be, they live in an
exclusive section of Boston so Louisa May Alcott and her
family mingle with people of high society. Her father
doesn't earn much money and the family's work with the
Abolitionists and the underground puts the Alcotts in Read more...
"Author Louisa May Alcott goes sleuthing"
Reviewed by Dawn Dowdle
Posted April 25, 2004
The time is 1854. Louisa May Alcott is 22. Yes, this is
the Louisa who later writes LITTLE WOMEN and goes on to
become a famous author. In this book she does the
sleuthing.
Her friend Dorothy Brownly Wortham has recently returned
from her travels in Read more...
In this delightful new "tale of dark secrets, mysterious
men, and heiresses in distress,"* Louisa May Alcott, the
beloved author of Little Women, is cast in the role of
amateur sleuth-investigating crimes more heinous than
anything she can imagine in her "blood and thunder"
romances.
SummaryGentle Reader,
In the days before I achieved renown as the author of
Little Women, I was writing and selling stories of a more
lurid nature, inspired by my spellbound fascination with
the dark and mysterious. But nothing I could conjure from
my own imagination could prepare me for the role of
detective I found myself playing time and again...
My family and I shared a frugal home in Boston during the
years before the Civil War, a time of hooped skirts and
beaver hats. While I railed against my lack of freedom as
a woman, my parents set high standards for me, offering
warmth and wisdom, and secretly (and illegally!) aiding
the Underground Railroad. My sisters provided lighter
companionship, as did my many friends, including Dorothy
Wortham.
I was looking forward to seeing Dot again after her year-
long honeymoon overseas. However, the happy reunion I
expected was overshadowed by her distant and distraught
behavior. Before she could confide her anxiety in me, her
body was discovered floating in Boston Harbor, with
evidence of foul play. I could not fathom who would wish
to harm such a kind spirit as Dot, but I was determined to
search the foggy, cobblestone streets until I found out...
Louisa May Alcott
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