Why did I feel as though I was sitting in front of a glowing log fire as I read To The Grave? Because as tragic as some of the events were, the book gave so much warmth and pleasure. Whenever I had to do something else, I was thinking about finding the time to get back to this book.
Eliza Gray, adopted at birth, hires genealogist Jefferson Tayte to find out who her real mother was. Tayte’s investigation takes him back more than sixty years to World War II Britain, and into a dangerous conspiracy to hide what really happened Philomena Lasseter (Mena) and her American GI sweetheart Danny Daneilson all those years ago.
I was shocked when Mena met with her unfortunate event.
I laughed out loud when Mena’s mother discovered that she was dating.
I loved the subtlety of some of Margaret Lasseter’s admonishments.
And then when I thought it was the end, it wasn’t, there was an even more intriguing ending.
For me, this was more than a crime mystery novel; it was a piece of fiction every bit as good as Ian McEwan’s Atonement.
To the Grave is available at Amazon