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n this fourth book in Kathleen Heady’s series featuring Nara Blake, the story takes us to a small Spanish town in the Pyrenees, where Nara and her now-husband Alex Collier travel to retrieve several notebooks that belonged to a British artist who died there during the Spanish Civil War. Nara and Alex have plans to meet the parish priest, who has possession of the notebooks, in the church during siesta. When they arrive at the church, they find that he has been killed by a vicious blow to the head. They soon learn there is a history of crime in the town going back many decades. But as they are caught up in the criminal investigation, they also learn of the strong ties of family and friendship that exist, even extending to Nara’s own family.
Most of the story takes place high in the Pyrenees in Spain, in a small town with a long history of violence, crime, heartbreak, as well as strong family ties, faith, and loyalty.
Nara Blake makes her appearance once again with her now husband Alex Collier. Although Nara is struggling with questions about her purpose in life, she is strengthened by her relationship with Alex, her sister Lily, and new friends she meets in Spain.
The Gate House
Jewels in Time
Hotel Saint Clare
The Truth in Stories
Stories are important. That’s why there is truth in fiction. When you think of a story that has touched you, that’s the truth in it, but it may not be factual. Family stories aren’t always factual, because we always remember things differently, especially from our childhoods. But the truths we learn from them last a…
We All Need Sparkle
Came across this poem that I wrote in May, 2020, near the beginning of the pandemic. I need a manicure. I need a pedicure. My hair’s not too bad. I trimmed some ends and pushed the sides behind my ears. My shoulders are sore from leaning over the computer. My quarantine world is getting smaller…
I Live in a Tree House
(Written April 2020) I live in a tree house. As the trees turn green in the spring, my forest closes in around me. Wraps me in branches filled with life. I plant flowers on the deck and the blood red of the begonias reminds me that life can be violent. Squirrels race across the deck…
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