There is a hidden treasure in the grand old mansion on Piccadilly Street, in a place called London, but not the real London of English fame. There’s also a lot of mystery and a murder that’s been unsolved for decades. But it’s the treasure that captures Mary’s interest.
Mary lives in this house along with her family, her Brownie friends and a ghost. When the ghost reveals her secret about the hidden treasure, there’s no stopping Mary, her Brownie friends, or her enemies from searching for this treasure.
Why the intrigue? Apparently there’s a little bit of magic connected to this treasure. And so the adventure begins. Who will find the treasure first?
Emily-Jane Hills Orford s an award-winning author of several books, including Gerlinda (CFA 2016) which received an Honorable Mention in the 2016 Readers’ Favorite Book Awards, To Be a Duke (CFA 2014) which was named Finalist and Silver Medalist in the 2015 Next Generation Indie Book Awards and received an Honorable Mention in the 2015 Readers’ Favorite Book Awards. She writes about the extra-ordinary in life and her books, short stories, and articles are receiving considerable attention. For more information on the author, check out her website at http://emilyjanebooks.ca.
Top Ten List
- I have a very special muse – my dog, Duke. I take pleasure in our daily walks and the inspiration he provides me on these walks.
- I love to cross-stitch. Mostly small projects, as I need the creative release after working on my long writing projects.
- I love to read – a day without reading is like a day without sunshine.
- I enjoy baking and browsing cookbooks.
- I used to ride horses and will occasionally enjoy a trail ride with my daughter.
- When my children were young, we learned Highland dancing together.
- An ideal outing for me is either a bookstore (new or used) or a garden center – or, better yet, both.
- I spend most of the spring, summer and fall in my garden – at least, when I’m not writing.
- I enjoy sharing creative ideas with fellow writers and artists. Networking is always good for the soul as well as the creative muse.
- I really did grow up in a haunted house.
“Ah! So this is where it’s hidden.” It was the unmistakeable voice of Miss Penelope. The girls shuddered as Mrs. Murray faded into the fireplace and disappeared. Brunny and Briddie turned around slowly to face their opponent. Mary hesitated before taking a cautious, timid look over her shoulder. Rosie moved closer to her friend and looked as well. There she was, in all her evil splendor, Elizabeth and Stocky standing on either side of her.
“And you thought I wouldn’t be watching.” She cackled loudly. Not the cackle that Mrs. Murray did when she tried to laugh, but a distinctly evil cackle that sent shivers up and down Mary’s spine.
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