Friday, October 14, 2011

Somewhere My Lass by Beth Trissel

When Neil comes home from work, the last thing he expects to find is his elderly housekeeper inside the foyer with her throat slit. Angry that someone had the audacity to break in to his family home, he begins to thoroughly search the premises in case the killer is still there. However, before he can get up the stairs to the second floor, he comes across a beautiful young woman who’s been knocked unconscious.

When she awakens, she explains to Neil that she was running from The McDonald and went through a doorway and ended up here. She tries to convince him that they are to be wed, her name is Mora and why doesn't he remember? She is dressed like someone from centuries ago in Scotland and her brogue is thick.

Neil suspects she is his belated housekeeper’s niece come to visit and the knock to her head has addled her memory. He takes her to the hospital and from there to his friend Fergus. His house is a crime scene and they will need somewhere to stay until the authorities are finished. At Fergus', a techno geek who does some Googling, they determine that in 1602 Mora wed Calum MacKenzie and had a son, whom centuries later, Neil is a line of. Neil doesn't like this information at all, as he had feelings for Mora, although it is unexplainable. Mora is to wed Calum in two days, and if she doesn't, Neil won't exist. It's a quandary.

To make matters worse, The McDonald followed Mora to this time, and is trying to kill off the rest of the MacKenzie clan. Mora's cross necklace contains a key that Niall have given her in her own time, but they can't figure out what it goes to. Is it the way back to her time or does it have some other significance? With the finding of an ancient relic in Neil's attic, the mystery thickens.

Somewhere My Lass is a wonderful historical romance that captured me from the first page. Mora's confusion and how she perceived things with this time had me laughing out loud. I was rooting for Mora and Neil from the beginning and turned the pages frantically once the pieces began to fall into place to see how it all turned out. The author does a magnificent job of character development, world settings and keeping the plot streaming with no hiccups. I was enthralled with this novel; it's magical and I can't wait to read more from this talented storyteller!

1 comment:

  1. I love Eeyore and have done blog posts with his quotes. :) And thanks so much for the wonderful review!


The old grey donkey, Eeyore stood by himself in a thistly corner of the Forest, his front feet well apart, his head on one side, and thought about things. Sometimes he thought sadly to himself, "Why?" and sometimes he thought, "Wherefore?" and sometimes he thought, "Inasmuch as which?" and sometimes he didn't quite know what he was thinking about.

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