Kittling: Books

  First Lines: Somerset, July 1919. Simon brought in the post, set it on the salver in the hall, and went on through the house and out acros...

  It's been a rainy January here in the Sonoran Desert, which is a wonderful thing-- although Californians might disagree with me. I hop...

  Ever since I read Charles Todd 's A Duty to the Dead , I've been following the career of Nurse Bess Crawford. Watching Testament o...

  First Lines: Somerset, June 1919. We had finished our supper and were taking our tea in my mother's morning room .   If you're Bri...

  Since I can't get out in the pool until the open wounds on my leg finally decide to heal and stay healed, I'm glad I've feathe...

  First Line: England, Late March, 1919. I was changing the surgical dressing on a patient in Ward 3 when Matron sent for me .   Representat...

  First Line: Who is this man, Simon Brandon, and why has his past been a blank to those who think they know him best?   Like other readers ...

  First Line: December 1918. The war had ended, but not the suffering . World War I is over, but-- as Nurse Bess Crawford says, " ...wh...

First Line: Lieutenant Morrison died as dawn broke on that Friday morning, a casualty of war . Although World War I is nearing its end,...

Another summer has flown past with the speed of light. It brought me some mighty fine books to read amongst many other blessings. I have ...