This mystery focuses on the married life of Georgie! This was a very easy and charming read! The mystery was predictable but it was fun to revisit the characters. I also like that this novel pays a homage to fans of Rebecca! Thus, this is a perfect read for those that like light cozy mysteries! I recommend this for fans of Kerry Greenwood, Tessa Arlen, and Jacqueline Winspear!

England, 1935. Georgie, cousin to the King of England and a newlywed, finds herself with time on her hands when her husband leaves for a secret assignment (she suspects he works undercover for the government). As luck would have it, her old friend Belinda Warburton-Stoke stops by and invites her along for the ride to see White Sails, a house on the Cornish coast that Belinda’s late grandmother has left her. White Sails is remote, with enough dark, creepy corners and stairways to please the most discerning of gothic fiction fans.

However, most of the action takes place not at White Sails but at the equally gothic Trewoma Hall, home of a childhood acquaintance of Belinda’s. The members of Trewoma’s household are clearly based on Daphne du Maurier’s Rebecca: the gauche young wife (Belinda’s acquaintance); her wealthy playboy husband whose sophisticated, beautiful former wife died under suspicious circumstances; and a housekeeper who is obsessively devoted to the first wife and dismissive of the second. Bowen adds some clever twists to the Rebecca framework, but I wish she would have deviated further from it. All the same, this is a delightful mystery that kept me guessing, with an interesting, sympathetic protagonist. I was confused by the many characters introduced at the beginning, so I recommend starting with the first book in the series. Bowen is a skilled writer, and mystery fans won’t be disappointed.

My Highly Caffeinated Thought: A historical mystery with just the right amount of intrigue, unique characters, and romance.

Even though this is the fourteen book in the Royal Spyness series, THE LAST MRS. SUMMERS is my first adventure with Lady Georgiana Rannoch. I have to say that it was quite enjoyable. Bowen created a story that I soon became enthralled with as the mystery unfolded and a cast of characters were introduced.

There is something wonderful to me about a good historical mystery. It transports me as the author gives the reader a new perspective on a time in our past. Then, you add into the mix murder and hidden secrets to bring it all together. This book is no different. However, with Bowen’s tale, I appreciated how there was a lot going on with the characters and their development. It made the book flow more without being too dark.

By the end, I soon realized that I would be going on another investigation with Lady Georgiana Rannoch and her friends in the near future.

Series Note: Though there were obviously some things and intricacies to the relationships by skipping the previous thirteen books, I didn’t have an issue following this story at all. However, by the end, I did find myself wondering how it all began.

I have been a fan of this series since the beginning. I wish (as always) that there was more Darcy. Cute, quirky, and fun!

The Last Mrs Summers is the latest book in A Royal Spyness Mystery series by Rhys Bowen. Lady Georgiana Rannoch has just returned from her honeymoon and her new husband, Darcy, has left for another one of his mysterious missions on behalf of the Crown. So, when her best friend, Belinda, asks her to come along as she inspects a Cornwall cottage she has inherited, Georgiana is only too happy to accept. But, soon their holiday turns into a murder mystery, with Belinda’s freedom hanging in the balance.

While I have enjoyed the series, the characters are beginning to feel a little flat and the plot in this book, even with Daphne Du Maurier’s Rebecca as inspiration, didn’t always hold my interest. Overall, it is a fast read, but it seemed to lack some of the sparkle of the previous books.

Many thanks to NetGalley and the publisher for providing a copy of this book for review.

3.5 stars
Another great addition to the Royal Spyness series. I liked how The Last Mrs. Summers had a gothic vibe to the setting and atmosphere. We still don’t get a lot of Darcy in this book, but hopefully the author starts putting him into the series a lot more again now that he and Georgie are married. Cannot wait for another Georgie adventure.

When it comes to Rhys Bowen's series, I just can't seem to read them in order. My introduction to her Molly Murphy series was book 17 - The Ghost of Christmas Past - and despite having had Her Royal Spyness on my To Read list for literal YEARS, I'm discovering these characters through book 14, The Last Mrs. Summers.

When Georgie's best friend Belinda inherits an old house, the pair go traipsing off to Cornwall to take a look around at the property. While it's been years since Belinda set foot in the village, others have never left and soon Georgie finds herself caught up in a tale of childhood crushes, possibly-murdered first wives, and downright creepy housekeeper.

I do think longtime fans of the series will enjoy this one a tiny bit more than I did - Bowen is phenomenal and I've loved all of her books I've read, but unlike other mysteries, this one does seem to rely on the reader already having a familiarity with the characters, their stories, and past events.

My first read in this stand alone series. I loved it. Felt very British with my lovies Georgina and Belinda as they took to the countryside to see Belinda's newly inherited cottage by the sea. The cottage is in total disarray and the first night sleep over they decide they would be better suited to stay at a local inn However, they come across Belinda's old chum Rose who has risen from the ranks to a marriage to old flame of Belinda's - Tony Summers. Does it get awkward? The British have a way and it was delightful until a murder is committed and Belinda becomes suspect #1. Georgina must find the answers to save her dear dear friend.

I loved the cantor of this book. It was descriptive and engaging. The plot has lovely twists and turns and it was cheerio!

A special thank you to Berkley Publishing Group and Netgalley for the ARC and the opportunity to post an honest review

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The Last Mrs. Summers, the fourteenth installment in the long running Royal Spyness series, is a fun homage to Rebecca. I liked it but did not love it.

Georgie’s good friend Belinda has inherited a cottage from her grandmother and implores Georgie, who is newly returned from her honeymoon and on her own since Darcy is away, to go with her to Cornwall. What they find is an almost uninhabitable fishing shack instead of a cozy cottage. However, fortune seems to be on their side when they run into Rose Summers, whom Belinda knew as a child, and she invites them to stay at her manor. There is something off about the house, and things become dicey when Rose’s husband Tony is murdered in Belinda’s room. It does not help matters that she and Tony had an affair years ago, and the police quickly make Belinda their prime suspect. But, Tony was not universally loved, and Georgie sets out to find the real killer and clear her friend’s name.

I always enjoy spending time with Georgie, and this book is no exception. It is still entertaining, just not my favorite of the series. I have so enjoyed Darcy being featured more in the most recent books, and I miss him here. I do not dislike Belinda’ character, but I got tired of her. The supporting characters central to this mystery fall a little flat. Readers are given adequate back stories for each of them, but they seem one dimensional at worst and a little boring at best.

The mystery of The Last Mrs. Summers is not hard to figure out, especially if one has read Rebecca. Bowen does a fine job providing the gothic tone and atmosphere needed for the tale. There really are not that many parallels to Daphne du Maurier‘s work, but there are enough to give readers familiar with both stories to feel a bit of déjà vu. Even though I easily identified the killer, it took a bit longer to figure out their motive. Adventure is missing, but the pace is steady. I also miss Georgie doing favors for the queen.

The Last Mrs. Summers is enjoyable, and do not hesitate to recommend it to fans of the Royal Spyness series.

I was a bit disappointed by the last book in this series but I really enjoyed this one. A very gothic tale set in Cornwall, which sees Lady Georgie and her BFF Belinda pulled into a gruesome murder case in which Belinda is the prime suspect. Georgie seems to have matured a bit and takes fewer unnecessary risks in this one, which I appreciated. The mystery was well done, with some nice twists and surprises.

Georgie and Belinda can’t escape trouble when they travel to Cornwall. Spooky houses, ominous weather, and odd servants abound along with murder. ARC from NetGalley.

I am a bit at loose ends at the moment. My cook, Queenie, is making my new role as mistress of Eynsleigh something akin to constant torture as Darcy is off on another one of his top-secret jaunts. And Grandad is busy helping wayward youths avoid lives of crime. So when my dearest friend, Belinda, inherits an old cottage in Cornwall and begs me to go with her to inspect the property, I jump at the chance.

After a heart-stopping journey in Belinda’s beast of a motorcar, we arrive at the creaky old cottage called White Sails and quickly realize that it is completely uninhabitable. Just when I’m starting to wonder if I would have been better off trying to get Queenie to cook a roast that hasn’t been burnt beyond all recognition, we meet Rose Summers, a woman Belinda knew as a child when she spent time in Cornwall. Rose invites us to stay at Trewoma Hall, the lovely estate now owned by her husband, Tony.

Belinda confesses that she never liked Rose and had a fling with Tony years ago, so staying with them is far from ideal but beggars can’t be choosers as they say. Trewoma is not the idyllic house Belinda remembers. There’s something claustrophobic and foreboding about the place. Matters aren’t helped by the oppressively efficient housekeeper Mrs. Mannering or by the fact that Tony seems to want to rekindle whatever he and Belinda once had right under his wife’s nose.

Our increasingly awkward visit soon turns deadly when a member of the household is found murdered and all clues point to Belinda as the prime suspect. I soon learn that some long buried secrets have come back to haunt those in residence at Trewoma Hall and I’ll need to sift through the ruins of their past so Belinda doesn’t lose her chance at freedom in the present. . . .
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The Last Mrs. Summers is the fourteenth book in Rhys Bowen’s Royal Spyness mystery series. In the forward of this book, and others, Rhys has apologized for distasteful subject matter. In this instance, it is the topic of female sexual abuse, especially by upper class males against service class females. Although I agree it was a horrific crime, I am nonetheless glad that Rhys writes about it. But I don’t think she need apologize for it as she is in no way responsible for it. History must be talked about. As George Santayana is attributed as saying, “Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it.”

Few of us were alive during the 1930s and cannot remember it. I am thankful to Rhys and historians who search the records and literature to provide us with the truth as distasteful as it may be, in all its horrific detail. I’m thankful the records haven’t been destroyed. My most educational experience ever—my high school presented a film made by the Nazis of bulldozing their murder victim’s bodies into mass graves from nearby concentration camps. Graphic—you bet. But it taught me more about WWII than any other resource.

Events in the news make me fearful of a future in which we rewrite history to fit with our current mores. Little do they know that preserving such evidence will educate and shock future generations.

Please welcome Rhys Bowen back to WWK. E. B. Davis

To marry Darcy, Georgie had to renounce her right to accede to the throne. Does this mean Georgie will never be summoned to the palace again?

RHYS: Probably not on official occasions but we know the Queen is fond of her and has used her detective skills on occasion. That may well happen again sometime soon…. Hint, hint…

No matter the generation, the Prince of Wales always seems to get into trouble. Is there something about the position or the title that trips up those who hold it?

RHYS: Isn’t that interesting. On each occasion you are thinking of, Queen Victoria’s son, King George’s son and now Prince Charles they have all had to wait a long, long time as heir with too much time on their hands. They have the title and the powerful image that comes with it but no real job. In the case of Edward and Mrs. Simpson, I think he had always shown himself to be a weak character, although the other two I’ve mentioned certainly weren’t. In Charles’s case, he was not allowed to marry the woman he loved but had a bride found for him who was not his intellectual equal and so much younger. That was a recipe for disaster, wasn’t it?

Georgie is worried that after three months of marriage she hasn’t gotten pregnant. Were expectations so high to cause anxiety and pressure in such a short time?

RHYS: Nobody has put pressure on her. And we know it’s a really short time but I think she expected it to happen really quickly.

Georgie’s long-time friend Belinda inherits a Cornish cottage, White Sails, of little value. In fact, it is barely inhabitable. I was surprised Belinda wasn’t more disappointed. Has she grown up?

RHYS: Belinda has also inherited a really nice house in Bath, quite a lot of money. The cottage would have been fun but it’s not the end of the world. And Belinda has become older and wiser after her experiences (no spoilers).

Belinda hints to Georgie that there are “precautions” women can take to avoid pregnancy. What contraceptives were available to women during the 1930s?

RHYS: First there were condoms of course. Then a female thing called a Dutch Cap which was an early rubber cervical cap. Not readily available, I should think! Belinda would know.

The entire time Georgie and Belinda are in Cornwall the weather seems nasty. But then on one property there is a cove where tropical plants grow. What’s the truth about Cornish weather?

RHYS: They are there toward the end of October. This is a time of Atlantic gales. The climate is quite balmy compared to the rest of UK. No frosts in winter and plenty of warm weather in summer, meaning that palm trees can be grown and the area is known for growing early spring flowers.

Who was Oswald Mosley and his gang?

RHYS: He was the leader of the British fascist movement called the Black Shirts. An imitator of Hitler. They paraded around, loved to attack Communists. However, he always remained a fringe movement in England as the British are sensible!

Why does Belinda remark that, “Those Victorians should never have been allowed to build anything.”?

RHYS: Victorian architecture is often over-the-top ornate without a feel for line and simple beauty. Think St Pancras station in London.

Rose, who was in Belinda’s childhood gang while she visited her grandmother in Cornwall during summers, seems partly passive aggressive/partly tragic. Georgie has her sympathies as she can identify with Rose in some aspects of her life. Why the dichotomy?

RHYS: Rose is out of her element. She is in a situation for which she wasn’t raised and feels insecure and inadequate all the time, especially when Mrs. Mannering makes it quite clear how perfect Jonquil was. Since Georgie has felt an outsider at times she can appreciate how Rose feels that way.

Tony, Rose’s husband who was also part of Belinda’s childhood gang, and his first wife Jonquil were risk takers. Is this part of the survivors’ syndrome of the Great War and depression or are they just spoiled brats?

RHYS: It is the way upper class youngsters behaved. Maybe the aftermath of the Great War had something to do with it but in the 1930s there was a lot of risky behavior, driving around in fast cars, flying planes, etc. You have brought up an interesting point. Maybe they were trying to say ‘look at us. We’re alive.’

You have a knack for naming characters. Jonquil is a lovely name. Did you choose that name as a contrast to the character?

RHYS: Sometimes I think of the perfect name. Sometimes it just comes to me. I was going to call her Jasmine but then I wrote Jonquil. Sometimes characters surprise me. I wanted a name that was clearly upper class and different from the ordinary ROSE.

In thinking about Rose’s isolation and now with our Covid-19 induced isolation—does it make people paranoid?

RHYS: I think living in that house would make anyone paranoid. Parts of it she wasn’t allowed to go. Long dark hallways. Walls full of old weapons. And above all loneliness. No one she could turn to. A husband who didn’t want to be married to her. Her mother far away. We have all seen how being isolated can bring on depression.

We’ve talked about food before, especially the consumption by the Victorians. But I was hoping by the 1930s the diets had improved. They didn’t have to walk so much since automobiles were invented. Georgie seems to think nothing of eating in one meal; consommé, lobster salad, leg of pork with crackling (!), sage and onion stuffing, chocolate mousse with clotted cream—all that followed by Anchovy toast! Did they eat small portions? Did you research menus? Was this typical?

RHYS: It was not unusual for the upper class, who had more time on their hands (and money for food.) In my lifetime my in-laws (upper class Brits) would have a full English breakfast, sherry before lunch, wine with lunch, tea with cakes and then a big dinner like that. They didn’t put on weight because English houses are really cold and you burn calories to keep warm. Also they were quite active: working in the garden, walking, riding.

The Scotland Yard detective seemed prejudiced against the upper classes. He was especially deprecating toward their morals. Was this a common attitude after the Great War or after the depression? Why?

RHYS: The British upper class had a bad reputation in that period between the wars when they were particularly hedonistic. Lots of loose morals, plenty of drug use, cocktails, reckless driving etc. And the class system in UK was so strong that there was often a ‘chip on the shoulder’ feeling toward the upper class. For the police he might have experienced someone getting away with a crime simply because of who they were and could pull strings.

Were there real instances of foreigners or Germans buying properties near English ports between wars? Were they expulsed?

RHYS: There certainly was German infiltration in many sectors so quite possible that they bought properties. My mother had a German penpal who asked her to send maps!

I recently read that weekly bathing became the custom in NYC during the 1880s (but brushing teeth was unheard of). When did daily bathing take hold in England?

RHYS: Working class families often didn’t have an indoor bathroom. The loo was outside the back door. There might be a wash basin but the only way of taking a bath was to heat up water for a tin bath in front of the kitchen fire. This only died out when more modern houses were built with bathrooms. And even then central heating was rare so bathrooms were cold. I remember my father lighting the oil stove in the bathroom an hour before I would take a bath.

What’s next for Georgie?

RHYS: I promised my editor that the next Georgie book would be another Christmas story. So it will be called GOD REST YE ROYAL GENTLEMEN… and yes, the royal family will be involved.

Cheers!
Rhys

The ultimate comfort read for these times, slipping back into this world with these characters. How is it that 1930's England seems better than now? I don't know, but I'd go back and hang if I could.

Georgie is feeling lonely as Darcy is off working as a spy, so when Belinda shows up with a proposal to visit some property she's inherited in Cornwall, Georgie is thrilled. When the encounter an old childhood playmate of Belinda's named Rose, they are invited to stay with her. Rose has married up in the world, to Tony Summers, a wealthy former lover of Belinda's whose first wife died in a tragic and mysterious accident. The creepy housekeeper Mrs. Manning, worships the ghost of the first wife, and takes pains to make Rose feel like she is not in control of her own household. When Tony winds up dead, the bloody weapon is found in Belinda's hands, and Georgie is determined to help her friend prove her innocence.

LOVED the whole Rebecca thing! A solid entry in a fun series.

Rhys Brown always seems to write books that entertain me. I know that when I pick up one of her books I will laugh, smile, and cringe all while loving every word that I am reading. Her books have mysteries, quirky characters, and unique storylines.



In The Last Mrs. Summers, we find Georgia traveling with her friend Belinda to check out a property that was left to her. Of course, there is more to the story. The property is a shack, the first night there a man climbs into bed with them. The next day, in search of a new place to stay, they run into an old friend and are invited to stay with her. The story continues with a murder, an investigation, and a mystery of who-dun-it to be solved. I cringed at some of the events they uncovered, I tried to put the clues together as they were revealed, and I laughed at the situations that Georgia and Belinda found themselves in.



I recommend picking up your own copy and reading about the wild situations that Georgia finds herself in.

I have been reading mystery stories by Agatha Award winner Rhys Bowen for decades – starting with the Evan Evans series which is set in Wales. Her latest, THE LAST MRS. SUMMERS, takes place mainly in Cornwall and features Lady Georgiana and her good friend from the Her Royal Spyness series, Belinda. This time, the duo are exploring a poorly maintained cottage that Belinda recently inherited. Desperate for a place to stay, they end up at the nearby estate of a former classmate and find the atmosphere there to be unsettling indeed. In this mystery, Bowen offers numerous references to DuMaurier's Rebecca, including an unfeeling husband married for the second time, a suspicious and manipulative housekeeper, and a sense of a haunting presence. The story is rather involved with several subplots and some Cornish smuggling, too. While not her best effort, Bowen's many fans will find THE LAST MRS. SUMMERS to be enjoyably diverting.

I just LOVE Rhys Bowen and have read all her books. The Royal Spyness stories are my favorite as I love how Georgie is "less than perfect". I sometimes laugh out loud while reading!
This was a great installment in the series. I am always impressed when there are a lot of books in the series and each one can be read on its own and enjoyed anew. There is no "formula" here! A well=plotted mystery that kept me guessing was at the heart of the story, along with familiar and likable characters.
Cozy reading at its finest!

Thank you for my copy to review!

i was approached by the publisher to read THE LAST MRS SUMMERS. i figured i’d try it since i’d never read a cozy mystery before and wow. i’m really glad i took a chance on this book!

let’s imagine an awkward situation: you’ve just inherited a cottage in a small town, but the cottage is in rough condition so you go looking for a hotel. there isn’t one available, but you happen to run into an old friend who insists you stay at her place. you didn’t really even like the friend while growing up and once you get to her place, you find out she’s married to a man who you had an affair with once years earlier.

that’s the setting for this story and it’s made even more awkward when someone in the house is found murdered and all clues are pointing towards you.

you are belinda, and you’re hoping your friend georgie can help you clear your name.

THE LAST MRS SUMMERS is the 14th book in a series and it doesn’t feel like it at all. it’s easy to see that there are back stories, but they’re all explained enough that you’re never lost or wanting a better explanation.

it took me about 35% to get into the book and used to the language, since it’s set in the late 1930s, but once i wasn’t surprised by the use of “golly” or “nefarious,” i blew right through it. did you ever see clue the movie? it felt like that - a lot of rich and dressed up people trying to solve a murder. i had plenty of guesses and actually knew who the murderer was pretty early, but it was still fun to figure out the motive behind the murder.

Lady Georgiana Rannoch’s friends and relatives know Georgie as the soul of loyalty and discretion and an absolute brick if you’re in trouble. Just ask Queen Mary or Belinda Warburton-Stoke, Georgie’s best friend from Swiss boarding school. Now blissfully married to the Honorable Darcy O’Mara, a Roman Catholic, Georgie, aka Mrs. O’Mara, is no longer in the line of royal succession. But once a duke’s daughter, always a duke’s daughter. Darcy and Georgie had a marvelous wedding trip to Kenya, although Love and Death Among the Cheetahs had more than a whiff of a Busman’s Honeymoon.

Three months later, Darcy had accepted a mysterious assignment, and gone off, unable to tell Georgie where he was going. Georgie knows Darcy works undercover for the government, which is more to his taste than a conventional desk job, but she’ll miss him. Darcy gives her some advice before he leaves.

“I’ll miss you too, but we have to get on with life, don’t we? You must learn to keep yourself busy. Do some entertaining.”



“Entertaining?” I sounded more horrified than I intended to. “Dinner parties and things? Without you?”



“It’s about time we got to know our neighbors,” he said, “and you know they are all dying to take a peek at Eynsleigh and meet the lady of the house, who is reputed to be related to the royal family.”

“Oh golly,” says Georgie, as in no thank you: she’s not a confident hostess. Not that long ago, while staying in her brother Binky’s London house, she cleaned other people’s houses for money and lived on baked beans. Georgie goes up to town—maybe Princess Zou Zou is in residence, or she can invite her grandfather to visit—but she strikes out and returns home, only to be surprised by a sports car barreling up her drive.

It was my dear friend Belinda Warburton-Stoke, her sleek black hair hidden under a bright red motoring cap with a jaunty feather on one side and wearing a flame-red cape that flew out as she ran.

Belinda has hit the jackpot: her grandmother left her a sizeable estate—she’s now a rich woman with a house in Bath, and property in Cornwall.

“Anyway, back to Cornwall,” I said. “This new property. What do you know about it?”



“Absolutely nothing,” Belinda said. “So I thought I ought to go down and take a look for myself. And I wondered if you’d like to come with me. A girl’s outing. And Adventure. Just like old times, what?”



“Oh rather,” I said.

White Sails turns out to be a decrepit fishing shack. The bathing facilities in the stone basement are unspeakable: “The smell of fish still lingered. In one corner was a rusted tin bathtub, and in another a toilet.” Georgie and Belinda share the single bed, draping themselves with their outer garments to combat the cold, only to wake up to a ménage à trois … perhaps a slight exaggeration.

I was instantly awake and sat bolt upright. “Belinda! Wake up. There’s someone in our bed.”

The intruder is Jago, a friend from the days when Belinda spent the summers with her grandmother. He reminds Georgie of her dashing Darcy. White Sails needs a bathroom, sturdy locks, heat, and numerous other repairs so off they go to find alternate accommodations. Cornwall is known for its volatile weather, but they are greeted by the spectacular view of the Camel Estuary. They make inquiries in the village of Rock for a place to stay, nothing fancy. An expensively dressed woman comes into the store and recognizes Belinda.

“Wait a minute. I know you. Aren’t you Belinda?”



Belinda turned to look at the woman as she came toward us. “Rosie?” she asked in surprise.

Rosie says Belinda and her friend simply must stay with her and her husband Tony at Trewoma. She won’t take no for an answer. What’s the matter with that, wonders Georgie, decent accommodations and a bed that doesn’t squeak. Belinda says she was the cook’s daughter and a bit of a sneak. Georgie tells her she’s being a snob but there’s more—a few years ago Belinda had a torrid affair with Tony Summers, when he was engaged to his first wife.

Rose is now married to Tony Summers, Belinda’s childhood crush, and lives in the lovely house on the cliffs that he has inherited. Rose confides that she thinks Tony killed his first wife and now she is afraid. She asks Georgie and Belinda to observe Tony’s behavior and their surroundings. Is Rose imagining things? Is Tony dangerous? In their quest for answers, they encounter a creepy housekeeper, Mrs. Mannering, and learn that some kind of forgotten tragedy occurred on the property years ago involving them all.

Mrs. Mannering is a scary eavesdropper and spy. She never stops eulogizing Jonquil, the vibrant and unforgettable first Mrs. Summers. Georgie is not happy. She doesn’t like staying with Rose and her husband and she misses Darcy desperately. Tragedy rears its head again when a member of the household is found dead and Belinda is arrested. Georgie is positive her friend is innocent but she’s the only person who thinks so.

Georgie is truly on her own. No royals, no husband, and not much help from Belinda. She pulled Belinda’s chestnuts out of the fire once before in On Her Majesty’s Frightfully Secret Service. If Georgie can’t exonerate her friend, it won’t be for lack of trying.

The Last Mrs. Summers serves up all the traditional Cornish elements one might expect—smuggling, cliffs, ever-changing weather, and multi-generational families. Cornwall’s charms notwithstanding, Georgie learns there’s no place like home and she is eager to return to Eynsleigh and embrace her new life.

I've enjoyed this series, off and on, and this one did not disappoint. I loved the spookiness, strains of "Rebecca." The characters are quirky and fun to spend an afternoon with. At first I missed Darcy, but that is part of the intriguing plot. Looking forward to their next adventure.