A passionate meditation on the consolations and disappointments of religion and poetry

Davinia Blythe had lost her young husband suddenly. So she went to his family home, Blythe Wyngate, and was originally welcomed. Until it became known that she was pregnant, with the possible heir if her child was a boy. Then she was pushed off the windmill stairs. Who could have done it but Homer, who had assumed he was the heir and taken charge of Wyngate? Victorian Romantic Suspense by Joan Smith; originally published by Fawcett Crest

An intimate first book of personal essays and incisive commentary from the editor of Poetry.