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355 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published November 22, 2016
“To his mind, Margaret should for all the world be monumentally uncomfortable appearing in her work trousers in front of these men. But then again, perhaps it was the trousers. She was comfortable. There was no hiding, so there could be no worrying about how she was presented. The only person she had to be was herself.
It was glorious.
She was glorious.”

"Oh! There's one!" Sylvia cried. "He's wearing a gray coat and hat. And . . . he's knocking . . . and the butler is telling him you are not receiving today." She pushed closer to the window, her nose almost touching. "He's taking off the hat . . . decently good looking, although his chin in a little weak."
The gardens, for a London home, were impressive, at least in size. He had absolutely no idea what kind of plants were growing because of the dark ... but then he realized he knew someone who wouldn't let a little lack of light stop her from proper identification.*This review is of an ARC provided by Net Galley and the publisher
All he had to do was listen for it.
"... These pots are much too small, the root will ball up and choke the poor thing ..."
"Miss Babcock," came the scratchy voice of young Bainbridge. "Did I tell you your eyes look beautiful in the moonlight?"
"There's very little moon and I'm not looking at you, how can you possibly tell?" Margaret answered.