Ireland 1967. The Summer of love. Or was it?
A holiday weekend. Amazing weather. American student Dakota Lacey is hiking around Kerry.
But there’s a sinister, dark side to the atmosphere. Lone female hikers are being brutally attacked.
I am a Canadian, so don't expect any boasts about how good my writing is! I'm a lot better at deprecating it than promoting it. Look past the Canadian-ness and enjoy my work.
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After many years of re-reading Georgette Heyer, I decided to become Georgette Heyer - writing regency romances with authentic language. My novels are not anachronistic enough or badly written enough to qualify as romances, so I have to designate them as historical fiction.
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