Wicked Autumn debuts in a typical English village with the first sentence grabbing my attention: Wanda Batton-Smythe, head of the women’s Institute of Nether Monkslip, liked to say she was not one to mince words.” Captivated by this sentence, I kept reading. The author paints a very nice picture of the English village full of […]
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