There is something passing strange about Sherlock Holmes. You’ve seen me as an old lady, Watson. I was never more convincing…—Sherlock Holmes, The Mazarin Stone Sherlock Holmes strides into our imagination, deerstalker hat set jauntily on his head,
Murder! the letter says, Come at once. Anson House, Greyminster, Staircase No. 3. How can Flavia de Luce resist such an urgent plea? After all, examining a dead body sounds like a perfectly splendid way to spend a Sunday. So Flavia hops upon her trusted b
As a child, during a cold, dark wartime winter, the author found a cardboard shoebox hidden beneath a closet floorboard. On ragtag scraps of paper, his mother carefully copied snippets of Scripture. Was this Shoebox Bible related to why his father ran awa
