She was Florence’s buddy until she started school.
Then her friend disappeared.
Because, as I found out, she was dead.
I know who she was.
And why she suddenly disappeared.
It seems she had died 17 years earlier.
No wonder she never ate at the dinner table.
As far as I know, ghosts don’t eat.
So was she really who I think she was.
In my new book ‘The Great Regency Cover-Up’ I set out to prove her true identity.
Was she the woman on the cover of my book.
So was she Granny Fitz or, as the people of Brighton called her, Mrs or Princess Fitz.
The name is one of the secret clues leading to the Prince of Wales in Regency times 250 years ago.
It’s a page-turning true Royal mystery.
“You have discerned an amazing story,” says the Writer’s Digest.
“Readers will truly love this material,” said another reviewer.
It’s a great read involving many famous people of the time.
Some unsung heroes as well.
Leading to the sailing ships and adventure on the High Seas of the time.
Of the early British exploration of Australia and New Zealand.
The aborigine and the Maori.
Such a broad canvas over five countries to reveal every detail of a cover-up as it unfolded for me.
It’s a page-turner.
That and more is revealed in my book ‘The Great Regency Cover-Up’.‘
Love and peace.