Mary snuggled into her bed, in a warm pair of pajamas. She had started out for the mall, but something had made her stop at a few garage sales. She had purchased a book of fairy tales. The beautiful look of the ,book appealed to her, but it was, by an author she had never heard of. The first story was about an Earl, who could not leave his property until his true love found him. Mary fell asleep ,after just starting the story, to awake in the middle of a strange garden. Sir John had spent several years confined to his property. He had done nothing wrong, but was cursed anyway. How was he to find love, or love find him, if he stayed confined. He heard someone yelling hello, and walked toward the sound. Why would what sounded to be a woman, be in his gardens so late at night ? The lady in question stood there in pink, seeming as confused, as he felt. She introduced herself to the earl. Her name was Mary, and she was not from England, but from America.,and in her bare feet. This was a charming tale about a little magic, time travel, a fairy Godmother, and finding out about the need for love. I really enjoyed this book, yet I felt it could use an epilogue. It is a clean romance, and a sweet story, with very interesting characters, and a vivid description, of how time was in Regency England. I gave this a 4 .5 since the ending seemed rushed, an ended abruptly. It ended well, but did not flow , as well as the rest of the story.