Judging Cicely

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A new generation of Strasburg is in full bloom. The twins Cinderella and Henson Andrews are nineteen now and home from school for a month. And they’re no less mischievous, to the entire town’s dismay

Cicely has loved Abel Carter for most of her life. But last year, when he put her across his knee for one of her pranks on another Strasburg citizen, she decided she could never face him again.

Abel, now known as the firm and fair judge in Shenandoah County, has never stopped loving her. But he’s determined that she will begin to act like a grown up young lady instead of the impish, naughty child she’s always been.

Cicely is determined to please him and to turn over a new leaf, regardless of what it takes. Unfortunately, trouble seems to follow her, no matter where she goes or what she does. And when she ends up facing him in court, she can’t believe it’s happening.

And Abel is the one person in town who can – and will – see to it that she behaves.

Publisher’s Note: This is a delightful story of young lovers, containing sweet romance yet firm disciplining of errant young ladies. If this sort of tale offends, please do not purchase.

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Coming Home

Tuesday, September 5, 1876

Mr. Greene stood behind the counter, chatting with a customer, when Cicely Andrews entered the store. “As I live and breathe,” he said, stopping mid-sentence and staring. “Is it Mary Polly or Cissy?”

Cicely’s mischievous green eyes narrowed and she gave him a wide grin.

“Mr. Greene.” She tilted her head a bit sideways. “It’s Polly. And, how are you?”

The older gentlemen leaned back, eyeing her suspiciously. “Are you sure?

Cicely huffed out a sigh. “You don’t believe me? I’m hurt, Mr. Greene.”

He chuckled softly. “As long as you stay away from the peppermints in the window.”

“Oh, for Pete’s sake. I was six years old when I—” She halted. “And it wasn’t me. It was my sister.”

Mr. Green glanced at the customer who stood behind her. She started to turn to see who it was, but at the same time, the bell on the front door tinkled and another young woman entered. Cicely turned to see her twin sister, throwing her a knowing glance.

“Hello, Cissy.”

The young woman stopped, looking from Mr. Greene to her sister. Putting on a smile, she said, “Hello. And hello, Mr. Greene. Mother sent me down to get some red ribbon. Grosgrain.”

“Good Lord. Both of them.” His eyes crinkled at the corners and he grasped the edge of the counter for support. “Look, Judge.”

“I am,” said an extremely deep voice from behind Cicely.

Her twin stared toward her, shooting her a knowing glance with wide eyes, and Cicely abruptly turned around to see the gentleman who had spoken. She looked up, up, and still further upward, as he moved closer to her and reached out to put two fingers under her chin, lifting her face further to study her.

She froze as she forced herself to look into the narrowed blue eyes of Abel Carter.

When he spoke again, his distinctly familiar voice made her tingle, remembering their last encounter.

“I am indeed. And,” he added. “I would suggest that you think twice about pulling any childish pranks on the citizens of Strasburg this time.” He paused, looking from one to the other. “Otherwise, you may just end up facing me in court.” His gaze lit again on the girl in front of him.

“Good day, Cicely Allison,” he said sternly.

Cicely could not help the crimson shade that flooded her face. She looked down, her chin quivering slightly.

He stood there a moment longer, still lifting her chin and then let her go, turning toward her sister. “And good day to you, Mary Polly.”

Reaching for the door handle, he nodded to Mr. Greene and left.

“Abel Carter,” Polly breathed, as she watched him go. “The firm and fair judge of Shenandoah County.”

Cicely nodded, frowning, and they both shook their heads as they watched him turn right and make his way down the street toward the sheriff’s office.

“Yes. He always could tell us apart.”

Judge Abel Carter strode down the street, turned toward the sheriff’s office, and looked in through the window. Sheriff Henson Andrews sat at his desk, in the midst of a pile of papers, sorting through them.

Henson looked up as Abel entered. “Afternoon, Judge.”

Abel grinned. “You do realize you can drop the ‘Judge’, Sheriff.”

“And you can drop the ‘Sheriff,’ Judge.” Henson answered with a chuckle. He reached for a swig of coffee and held up his mug. “Can I get you some coffee? When the jail’s full, the coffee never has a chance to get old.”

“Please.” Abel watched as Henson stood, preparing to go into the back, and waited until he returned with a fresh mug in his left hand. “Have any new cases? In addition to tomorrow’s?”

Henson turned the mug so the handle protruded outward to hand to him.

“Yep.” He pulled out an envelope from his drawer and handed it across, saying quietly, “Three new ones—found rustling cattle out at Pembroke. I’d like to schedule them tomorrow morning, too, if possible.”

“It’s possible.” Abel nodded and put it into the pocket inside his vest.

“Cinderella said to invite you for dinner this Friday evening. The girls are home for a few weeks before their last year of school starts.”

“I just saw them in the General Store.”

“Ah. You don’t look pleased. I hope they weren’t up to their old tricks.”

“Changing places? As a matter of fact…” Abel paused to take a sip of the steaming brew. “I threatened them both.”

“Threatened them?” Henson threw his head back in laughter. “Good for you. With what?”

Abel didn’t answer. He raised a brow, and Henson laughed again. “They both should hang around you a while, Judge. Perhaps they would learn to behave themselves a little better.”

“Abel.” He finished his coffee and set the cup down on the desk.

Henson smiled. “Abel. Five thirty, Friday?”

“I’ll be there.”

* * *

Thursday, September 7th, 1876

Cicely was in the library perusing the shelves. Her fingers had drifted across her mother’s section of books by Charlotte Bronte and Jane Austen and lit on a new copy of The Innocents Abroad, by Mark Twain. She loved the smell of new books, the scent of the leather, the way it felt in her hand. She had just picked it up and had turned the first few pages appreciatively when Polly burst into the room.

Cicely’s fingers stilled abruptly. “You don’t look very pleased. What is it?”

“This.” Polly tossed an envelope onto the desk and went to sit in her father’s swivel chair.

Cicely met her eyes. She set the leather volume down on the ledge and wandered over to pick up the envelope.

“Who’s it from?”

Polly’s expression was withering. “The queen.”

Cicely laughed out loud at her sister’s sarcasm and reached for it, ripping it open, her expression of mirth the direct opposite of her sister’s scowl. Polly looked on as Cicely began to read.

Her mouth turned down at the corners. “Phebe.”

Polly let out an exaggerated sigh. “Let me guess. She wants to come for a visit.”

“Of course.” Cicely’s head tilted. “You don’t want her to, either?”

“You know the only reason she comes is to see Abel. She wants to take him away from you.”

It was Cicely’s turn to sigh. “Polly, I have no claim on Abel. Not anymore.”

“But she does this every year. Can we not have at least one month of vacation with our family, without her? It’s bad enough we have to put up with her eleven months out of the year.”

Cicely read the letter through again and dropped it in Polly’s lap. “Do  you want to write her and tell her she can’t come?”

“I may talk to Mother and see if she’ll give me permission to refuse. We could always make up something. We have other company coming.”

“The last time I checked, the queen was busy. And if you decide to do that, you’d better hurry. She’ll be here Saturday.”

Polly groaned. “Phebe was here last year when—” She paused abruptly, staring at her sister. “—when you got in trouble with Abel.” She stood there, staring, and her mouth flattened into a straight line.

Cicely didn’t answer.

Polly stomped her foot. “Damn!” She rose from the chair and left the library, tossing the letter back on the edge of the desk and slamming the door.

Cicely stood there, staring at the letter. Finally, she sighed.

Polly’s suspicion was true.

* * *

It was four-thirty on Friday afternoon. Cicely was upstairs in their old bedroom on the third story of the Andrews’ house, pacing and muttering under her breath.

“I can’t believe Mother invited Abel Carter over for dinner. Of all people.”

“Actually, I think it was Father who invited him.”

Cicely stopped and stared. “So? It was Mother’s idea. I think I’ll be sick and not go down.”

“You can’t.”

“I believe I can.”

“Cicely, what’s happened to you? Last year, you would never have objected to him visiting.”

“That was last year.”

Polly was eyeing her with suspicion. “What happened since then? All you told me was that you got into trouble with Abel. The last time I remember us seeing him was when you—” Polly stopped suddenly. “He’s been threatening to take you in hand since we were children. He finally carried it out, didn’t he?” She waited for Cicely’s response. When her sister said nothing, she added, “That’s it. Isn’t it?”

Cicely turned toward the window. “I don’t wish to talk about it.”

Polly stared at her. “I don’t suppose you do, no.” She sighed.

“Polly!” Cicely’s voice was short.

Polly threw up her hands. “All right!” She turned away. “All right, whatever you say.” She wandered through the doorway and turned back. “And I knew it was Phebe’s fault. I’d offer to change places with you tonight, but it wouldn’t work. Not with Abel.”

Cicely stayed quiet, staring out the window until Polly descended the staircase toward the drawing room. Then she sighed. “How well I know.”

She was strongly considering sending a message down that she was sick. Her face filled with crimson when she remembered the last time Phebe had visited. Cicely had allowed her friend to talk her into playing a prank on Mrs. Emmons, a former schoolteacher who was known for being extremely absent minded. She had brought out several small packages and gone back into the General Store, and her husband was nowhere to be seen. Phebe had kept watch, and Cicely had moved the packages around to a different spot on the wagon, disappearing and hiding between St. Mary’s and the building next door. Then she peeked her head out to watch.

Mrs. Emmons had come back out, set her last package down, and looked for the others. As she stood there, obviously confused and distraught, she’d turned. Cicely had begun to feel terrible. It was then that she turned and looked up into Abel’s stern face.

He had not been amused in the slightest. In fact, he’d taken her around the back of the St. Mary’s and put her over his knee. He’d seen the whole thing, telling her that it was far past time for her to grow up, and if she insisted on behaving like a child, he would insist on spanking her like one.

She’d been too upset and embarrassed to admit he was right. And she’d had too much trouble sitting down, afterwards. She, who told her sister, Polly, everything, had never mentioned the spanking to anyone. But Phebe knew. It was hard to believe, even now, that Polly had figured it out. All three girls had left to return to school the next day, and although Abel had sent letters during the school year, she’d never responded to any of them. She was determined never to speak to him again.

Phebe had thought the incident extremely funny. Cicely had remained heartbroken all year long, sure that she’d lost Abel’s affection forever.

She sat down at the vanity, surprised at how her bottom tingled at the memory, and stared at herself in the mirror. Long chestnut curls and green eyes, just like her mother’s, stared back at her. Polly, of course, had exactly the same coloring and shape. Their big brother, Thomas, had inherited their father’s brown eyes, dark hair and strong jaw.

Cicely remembered the way Abel had lifted her chin, earlier that day in Mr. Greene’s store, and stared sternly down into her eyes. A delicious shiver worked its way from her neck down to her toes. His touch had always seemed to set off sparks inside her. It was as if nothing had changed.

A shudder escaped and she went back to the window, just as she saw his straight, tall figure arrive on his horse. When he dismounted, she was completely certain she could not face him.

* * *

Abel heard Mrs. Andrews’ voice from inside the house.

“Henson, can you get the door? I’ll be right there. The roast needs to come out.” A moment later, the sheriff opened the door.

“Come in, Judge. You’re early.”

“Am I? Just got back from Woodstock. I was afraid of being late. Good evening, Mrs. Andrews. And Mary Polly.” He looked around. “You seem to be missing a daughter.”

Mrs. Andrews had just entered the drawing room, with Polly behind her, and she smiled. When he mentioned the missing daughter, she turned to Polly. “Where’s Ciss?”

Polly glanced at Abel. “She said something about not feeling well.”

Her mother looked concerned. “Welcome, Abel. I’ll be right back. Perhaps I need to check on her.”

He nodded and followed Henson to sit down.

Cicely turned as her mother entered the room.

“Ciss? Are you not well?” Her mother’s concerned eyes met hers.

She looked up guiltily. “I’m all right, Mother. I just…” She blinked and shook her head. “I was just having second thoughts about seeing Abel again.”

Cinderella’s head tilted to one side. “Because?”

“Just…because.” Cicely looked away.

Her mother’s brow knit. “I see. Well, he noticed you were missing. I suppose I could send him up to get you.”

Cicely’s expression became incredulous, and her mother laughed and leaned down to kiss the top of her head. “See you downstairs, darling. Or that’s exactly what I’ll do.”


At her protest, her mother turned toward the door, her mouth turned up at the corners.

Cicely stared at her. Could she possibly know something happened last year between the two of them? Surely not.

“I’ll tell him you’ll be right down,” her mother said, grinning. “And dinner will be ready within just a few minutes.”

Cicely drug her feet on the two flights downstairs. The third floor had been the nursery when she and Polly were small. When they’d gone away to finishing school, Miss Emily, their governess, had taken another position, but the rooms had stayed on the same floor. Now, the journey down to the main floor seemed long and arduous, especially when Abel Carter was waiting at the bottom.

Stopping at the door to the drawing room to see Polly motioning her in, she took a step inside.

“Ah. Here’s the wayward one.” Her father grinned at her.

The judge stood. “Evening, Miss Cicely. I trust you’re feeling better?”

“I’m fine,” she said in a low voice. Noting her father’s raised brow, she added, “Sir.”

Abel looked as though he was having difficulty hiding his mirth but said only, “That’s good news.”

Dinner was full of wonderful food, as it always was with Miss Betsy there. Cicely found she’d been seated next to Abel, to her dismay, and she noticed that he glanced down at her frequently. The conversation, though it flowed well between Abel and her father and mother, was strained between Polly and herself. When dinner was finally over, she excused herself and went outside toward the stables in the back.

She was gently touching the nuzzle of Sully, their oldest horse, when she heard the sound of footfalls. She closed her eyes.

“Avoiding me?” Abel’s deep voice spoke above her head.

She refused to turn around, but paused, stroking Sully’s ears. “Why should I be avoiding you?”

“Perhaps because I bring up unpleasant memories for you.”

She listened to his voice, but couldn’t tell if he was teasing or serious. She reached for a brush and began to use it on Sully’s coat as he whinnied softly.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Her chin was lifted, her tone defiant.

“Of course, you don’t.” He was teasing now, and he picked up another brush and approached Sully’s other side. It was impossible for her to keep from seeing him. She moved toward Sully’s shoulders.

Abel did the same.

Finally, the air whooshed out of her and she stomped her foot on the soft earth.

“Abel Carter! You’re mocking me.”

“And why would I do that?” His voice was gentle. “The truth is, Cicely, I’ve missed you. I looked for letters from you all year last year. But they never came.”

She gave him a reproachful look. “You mean you’ve missed toying with me. And threatening me. And I wasn’t about to write you back after—” She paused. “You’re mean, Abel.”

“Mean? You know better than that, young lady. As long as you behave yourself, you’ve nothing to worry about.”

She gave him an irritated glance.

“Of course,” he continued. “If you don’t, that’s another thing entirely.”

“Stop it.”

“I’ve even missed those little dimples you have when you show that mischievous smile.”

Cicely scowled.

“Which,” he said, raising a brow. “I haven’t seen much of since you’ve been home this time. How long will you be here?”

She looked away. “A month.”

“I’d like very much to see more of you this time.”

She moved toward Sully’s hind flank.

He did the same, his mouth turning up at the corners. “May I pick you up before Mass on Sunday morning?”

“I don’t know. I’ll have to ask permission.”

“I already have.”

She stared up into his face. “What?”

“You heard me. Unless you prefer to go to your mother. I spoke with your father.”

She finished brushing Sully and set the brush down.

“Besides, we have company arriving on Saturday. Phebe is coming to say until the end of the holiday.”

“Then I’d be happy to escort her, too.”

She scowled. “I’m sure you would.”

When his hands descended on her shoulders, she realized he had moved around behind her. He turned her to face him, lifting her chin. His face had lost its smile.

“And what does that mean, young lady?”

“Nothing, it’s just that I…” She lowered her gaze. “Nothing.”

Abel’s arms reached around her and pulled her to him, leaning down to kiss the top of her head. “I’d rather escort you alone. But if the only way I can spend time with you is to have her along, I’ll take it. Understand me?”

It suddenly felt so good to have his arms around her. It was like old times. She brought hers around him as far as she could and closed her eyes, smiling. “I understand.”

“Good. Then behave. I don’t expect to hear any more comments about Phebe.”

She raised her head, and he smiled down. “You have the most beautiful eyes, Cicely Andrews.”

“And yours are terrifying when you’re angry with me.”

His expression was surprised. “Not terrifying, surely. And I don’t think I’ve ever been truly angry with you. Perturbed, perhaps.”

Her eyes widened. “Not even last year, when—” Her face became a deep shade of crimson, and she looked down, blinking with embarrassment.

Abel brought her face back to his and leaned down, kissing her nose.

“No. Not even then.”

She wasn’t sure how it happened, but suddenly, his mouth was on hers. His pleasant, clean, masculine scent drew her closer, and she closed her eyes in delight. When the familiar signal of the lantern in the back window of the house appeared, she sighed with regret and looked up.

“Father is signaling for me to come in.” Giving him a mischievous grin, she chuckled. “The sheriff is telling the judge what to do.” Walking around to Sully’s beautiful white head, she leaned forward and kissed his nose. “Sully,” she whispered. “You are beautiful.” Then she stood up as tall as she could and stared at Abel, tilting her head. “And Abel?”

He looked down at her, grinning. “Yes?”

“You’re hopeless.” She turned on her heel abruptly and marched back to the house, leaving him to follow her back inside, laughing.

17 reviews for Judging Cicely

  1. Dyane

    I just finished this book and am smiling ear to ear. It is well-written and easy to read, but best of all is the humor spread throughout the book. There were some really exciting and funny plot twists, many of which resulted in ladies being pulled across someone’s knee. I think this is my favorite book in the series so far. I voluntarily reviewed an advance reader copy of this book.

  2. madpuss

    This was a good story. It was well written, easy to read, fun and entertaining. It mainly involves 3 families. The twins and their school friend all find love eventually all the while getting into trouble with the ones they love for one reason or another. There’s lots of small town drama as the women in it fight with each other over something and nothing.

  3. Rebecca Becnel

    Beautifully written, this is my new favorite Greathouse story yet. I laughed, cried and wanted to scream at characters throughout. Trust me, this is worth every penny.

  4. JigsawGirl

    This book was a historical romance that included three couples whose alpha males believed in spanking.

    Abel and Cecily were the primary couple in the tale , work the Abel being a judge. Hence, the title. Cecily, Polly – her twin, and Cecily’s best friend Phebe were all home from school and sure to get into trouble. I couldn’t figure out why Cecily couldn’t see that Phebe wanted Abel, everyone else could. I also couldn’t understand why people kept putting up with Phebe.

    Not a bad read. The incident with Polly was pretty interesting. I could have done without Phebe all together. If you like historical spanking romances, you should enjoy this book.

    I voluntarily read and reviewed this Advanced Reader Copy.

  5. Tami

    Judging Cicely is an enticing story with engaging characters, great dialogue and well written. It is about the life of Cissy and Polly, the daughters of Cinderella and Henson Andrews who had their own story in Cinderella’s Lawman. I loved the twins – and Judge Abel, Cissy’s suitor, he is such an alpha man. One of the funniest scenes in the book is a brawl of the ladies. This scene had me laughing out loud. The mental image was hilarious. You simply have to read this book.

  6. Nicolette Swanepoel

    The twins are back for the holidays. Cecily meets Abel again and is still upset with him about their last encounter. Abel wants Cecily to be his bride but as he is the local judge now she will have to amend her naughty ways. A good entertaining read.

  7. Ruby Caine

    Couldn’t put it down. The reins are back, along with our other favorite Greathouse heroines are back, along with their awesome heroes

  8. Pico1

    A cute story about a young lady, Cicely, and her suitor, Abel, a judge, both of whom are likable characters. They had known each other since they were children, and she has been a prankster, both at home and at the boarding school that she attended. In the course of courting and getting married to Abel, Cicely finds herself across his knee for a spanking quite often, due to her penchant for getting in trouble. The story describes not only her relationship with Abel, but also that of her twin sister, Polly, and their classmate, Phebe %u2013 who develop relationships with other young men in the town. The story moves quickly in very short chapters, so it is a short, fun book to read.

  9. Redrabbitt

    The Strasburg: The New Generation is a spinoff from the Strasburg Chronicles. While each story would read as a stand-alone, they do have many people that are now in this new series. The story is a fun new generation, seeing the young people of Strasburg now grown up and pairing off for marriage. There is a great cast of characters, many from the original series that will be in these stories, but you will not be lost if you haven%u2019t read them.

    The twins are home for a break from the ladies school they attend. Some things never seem to change, and that includes the pranks of the Andrew twins, Cicely and Polly, who have been able to trick people as to which one was which. But not everyone can be fooled. During their visit, unfortunately, their classmate, Phebe Watson, will self-invite herself to join them. Phebe is mainly responsible for the antics and troublemaking at school and will continue at the Andrews home

    Judge Abel Carter is one of the few people who know which is which of the twins. He and Cicely had a run in the last time she was home, and he spanked her for her misbehavior. She is still embarrassed and never did tell Polly what happened. He is happy to see her back home and ask to court her.

    The story has several spanking scenes and sweet love scenes that is not overly explicit. The relationships between the characters have so many emotions, and you feel like you can envision the town in 1876. Trouble is on the horizon and no good deed goes unpunished will be so true in this story, not just for Cicely, but many of the ladies of the town. I look forward to the next book in the series are there are several new engagements and surprises on the way.

  10. Nancy Hughes

    I’m ready for the next book, when it’s available. Another great spankin’ story by this author. You’ll love the romance between Abel and Cicely, they love each other so much.
    There’s humor, mischief, drama, and a happy ending as well. I voluntarily reviewed an advanced reader copy of this book.

  11. goldienut

    It appears that Cicely was put over Judge Abel Carter’s knee for pranks from a previous visit home. She is embarrassed to see him
    after her last discipline from the Judge. Cicely and her twin Mary are always pulling pranks on the citizens of Strasburg. They are
    both 19 and have 1 month before going back to school for their final year. Needless to say the threat to behave by the Judge has a
    little effect on Cicely. No matter how hard she tries to just can’t seem to stay out of trouble. The story continues with some surprises
    and a lot of twists and turns.

  12. DONNA L

    ByDonna Lon October 2, 2017
    Format: Kindle Edition
    This is a humorous story with imaginative use of language to
    create a amusing set of characters.There are many laugh out
    loud moments that kept me entranced right until the last page.
    The plot revolves around the citizens of Strasbourg.Twins Cicely
    and Polly Henson are home from school and up to their old tricks.
    Cicely knows it’s time to grow up but there always seem to be
    obstacles in her way.Cicely is keen to show Abel Carter that she
    has grown up since last year when he spanked her for pulling a
    prank.Abel is the town judge and needs a wife who can meet his
    standards for good behavior.Abel loves Cicely and does not hesitate
    to punish her.This book has a great cast of secondary characters
    who all play an important role in making this a amusing,charming,
    romance.I hope there will be a sequel in this series.
    I voluntarily reviewed an Advanced Readers Copy of this book.

  13. Hope W

    Loved the first book in this new spinoff series! This historical fiction is filled with strong protective men who believe in domestic discipline along with a group of strong willed and independent females who seem to find trouble at every turn. The author uses the characters of Cicely, Polly, and Phebe to show the good, the bad, and the pettiness that can surround friends. While this may have been a fun game in school, the men at home do not find any humor in their games and know just the cure for bad behavior. a well deserved trip over their knee. Once Abel, now a judge, and Cicely reunite and try to find happiness she must conform to a new standard of behavior. Will she be able to stay out of mischief and become the wife she wants to be? Only reading to find out will tell, but this town’s women seem to find trouble everywhere. One thing I did learn is that it will take a strong group of men, as at times they have nothing on the women of this little town. With lots of laughs, tears, friendships, mischief, brawls, sweet old fashioned love and so much more, this book is well worth your time. What a great fun read! I voluntarily reviewed an advanced reader copy of this book.

  14. Pettigg

    A wonderful continuation of the Strasburg Chronicles! You get to see a few of the old characters and of course the kids all grown up. Cicely and Polly are back from school for the summer, Cicely is nervous about seeing Abel again but things fall into place and start going really well between them, then the girls friend from school comes for a visit. Phoebe is a prankster and determined to get between Cicely and Abel. Abel hands his hands full trying to court Cicely and keep her in line.

  15. DB

    Loved this new book from the town of Strasburg! Cicely has been in love with Abel just about her whole life. Abel is now a judge and has waited for Cicely to grow up before courting her. They are planning their wedding but are having a lot of problems with a visiting classmate. She is stirring up trouble and getting Cicely in trouble with Abel. This was a fun book with, witty dialogue, pranks, romance, spankings, laugh out loud moments, female street fights and the discipline of many wives. Loved it! 5 Big Stars

  16. Sam

    I have not read all off the books in the original series set in Stasburg and I managed to follow this story quite easily. This book has made me want to go back and read all of those books. Cicely is such a fun character. It was entertaining to see all the trouble she could get into without really trying. Abel is a great contrast to her with is more calm, stern demeanor. I love the setting of this story and all the supporting characters. I look forward to the next books in the series and getting to see these characters get there own stories.
    I received an ARC.

  17. Susan Kirkland

    Cicely is finally old enough to love in Judge Abel’s eyes. This book is a continuation of the Strasburg Chronicles and I loved it. The women still get spanked and most of the time they deserve it with all their antics.

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