I only read five books this week. (But the house is astonishingly clean.) The top of my list was the latest Sebastian St. Cyr mystery by C. S. Harris, What Remains of Heaven.
More than the intrigue in the plot and subplots, I liked the accuracy with which Ms. Harris describes Regency England. This is not all glittering bon ton and ballrooms. There is filth and poverty that you can sometimes almost smell. Which makes the fact that you're reading it curled up in a warm house on a comfy chair with a soft blanket that much more delicious.
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