Romantic Italy, home of gondolas, art, pasta, pizza, and peril!
Bunny Elder and her sister take a dream trip to romantic Italy. Will these innocents abroad find their travel experience enchanting, exciting or entirely alarming? What souvenirs will the sisters bring home...if they return, at all?
This second book in the Bunny Elder series, a B.R.A.G. Medallion award winner, finds Bunny flying off to romantic Italy as traveling companion to her newly widowed sister, Dolly Parton look-alike Linda. She never suspects this trip to add a special Neapolitan nativity set to her sister's collection will include smugglers, Italian mobsters, kidnapping, and death.
Can even an unexpected reunion with her first love prevent this dream trip from becoming Bunny's worst nightmare?
©2013 J B Hawker (P)2016 J B Hawker
I must admit that I didn't finish this book. Right at the beginning, I was irritated with the unfair description of Lufthansa Airlines. I have made many, many trips across the Atlantic over the past 32 years, trying out various carriers. The most outstanding ones were British Airways and Lufthansa regarding customer service and traveling comfort, as well as friendliness. The by far lesser airlines were the ones touted among "the friendly skys", as mentioned by the author. Maybe J.B. Hawker has a personal bone to pick with the Germans, but that has nothing to do with the experience I've had with Lufthansa on many transatlantic flights. I'm not entirely sure why this irritated me so much that I did not want to continue with the book, but it might have something to do with the very old and very tired clichés that paint Germans as unfriendly and rude. The German people are quite the opposite.
Sorry, the rest of the book may be much better, but I could not get past this issue.
I enjoyed the scriptures at the beginning of each chapter. It did get a little preachy a couple of times within the story.
This was my first experience with these characters.
She is easy to understand.
I was almost moved to quit listening when it seemed as if this was a travelogue visiting churches that I care nothing about and have no desire to visit.
The mystery was interesting. Italian mafia meets naïve American women.
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