Kiss the Moon

Kiss the Moon

by Carla Neggers

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Overview

After a terrible accident, pilot Penny Chestnut is grounded, leaving her with time to ponder whether her plane was tampered with and what to do about an old crush on Wyatt McGregor. She's also curious about the disappearance of Wyatt's uncle Colt in the 1930s--his plane crashed and the body was never found. As Penny starts digging, it becomes clear that someone doesn't want her to find out the truth--about Colt or her own accident--and falling in love with Wyatt only complicates things.

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781488053191
Publisher: MIRA Books
Publication date: 05/13/2019
Sold by: HARLEQUIN
Format: NOOK Book
Pages: 400
Sales rank: 704
File size: 551 KB

About the Author

Carla Neggers is the New York Times bestselling author of the Sharpe and Donovan series featuring Boston-based FBI agents Emma Sharpe and Colin Donovan and the Swift River Valley series set in small-town New England. With many bestsellers to her credit, Carla and her husband divide their time between their hilltop home in Vermont, their kids' places in Boston and various inns, hotels and hideaways on their travels, frequently to Ireland. Learn more at CarlaNeggers.com.

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    "It wasn't, but anything to justify butter and jam." She split open a scone, spread a generous amount of butter and checked her tea. "Another minute." She settled in her chair, trying to ignore a flutter in the pit of her stomach. Lying to the national media was one thing, to a Sinclair another. "I'm sorry I got your family all stirred up about your uncle's plane."

    Wyatt broke off a piece of his scone, smeared on a bit of butter. "I'd like to hear your story from start to finish, if you don't mind."

    "Not at all."

    He smiled. "Is that the truth?"

    She smiled back, her stomach twisting—damned if she'd let him ruin her afternoon tea. "Okay, so it's awkward and I'd rather not. But I'll oblige you. How's that?"

    "Better."

    "Are you going to pick apart every sentence?"

    He shrugged. "Only if I sense you're ... dissembling."

    "Dissembling's just another word for lying. It's that Dartmouth education showing, huh? Well, sense away, Mr. Sinclair."

    "Wyatt," he said smoothly.

    She poured her tea, relieved her hand didn't shake. "Wyatt Sinclair," she said. "The only son of Brandon Sinclair, who was just eleven years old when his older brother and Frannie Beaudine slipped out during the reception honoring the donation of the Sinclair Collection to the Met." She sipped her tea. "Rumor has it Colt stopped to say goodbye to his little brother before heading to the reception."

    "You'vedone your research."

    She waved a hand. She wanted to establish a measure of control over their conversation but saw no need to get into what she knew about Frannie and Colt—and him. "That much everyone around here knows. It's printed on diner place mats. Frannie Beaudine's sort of a local heroine."

    "And the people of Cold Spring blame Colt for sweeping her off her feet and to her doom?"

    "Pretty much."

    Wyatt poured his tea, adding a bit of lemon, no sugar or cream. "It's been forty-five years—"

    "Around here, forty-five years is the blink of an eye. I mean, it's not like we're in England or Greece, but still. My father remembers both your uncle and Frannie—and your grandfather, too."

    "He told me."

    "He was fifteen when they disappeared. He helped search for their plane. It's not so long ago."

    "I suppose." Sinclair leaned back, watching Penelope as she ate her scone, which was feathery light and just perfect, but she resisted the temptation to wolf it down. "So, tell me how you mistook a dump for plane wreckage."

    She'd been explaining that point since morning. On her trip to Plattsburgh, New York, and back, she'd worked out the kinks in her story. "Well, I did and I didn't. I just thought it was plane wreckage—I realized I wouldn't know for sure until I went back. Because of the conditions, I only saw it from a distance. It was on a steep, icy, rocky hillside, and I didn't want to risk climbing over to get a closer look. It was late, and I was out in the woods alone."

    The dark, almost black eyes settled on her. "And you were lost."

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Kiss the Moon 3.9 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 55 reviews.
Guest More than 1 year ago
The story has a terrific beginning: an unsolved 45-year-old mystery! It grabs the reader with its first two characters, Frannie Beaudine and Colt Sinclair, who steal Colt's wealthy father's plane to start a new life. Unfortunately, the plane disappears, never having landed or discovered from its suggested crash. Then the story becomes even more enthralling, when 45 years later, Penelope Chestnut and Colt's nephew get tangled up in the mystery after discovering a clue that no one else ever noticed. This is an absolutely brilliant piece of work! I advise anyone who enjoys love stories or mysteries to read it!
AuthorKellyMoran More than 1 year ago
Deep in the woods of New Hampshire, Penelope Chestnut finds the wreckage of an old plane. Rumors of the discovery bring Wyatt Sinclair, who's determined to put to rest a family scandal about his legendary uncle. But an unknown enemy emerges from the past, and desperation to uncover the truth is the only thing that can save them. I've been a Neggers fan for years, and this wasn't a let down. I bought this not realizing it's an older title and I read it once before. I read it again to refresh, and loved it just as much as the first time. The setting was well-illustrated and the action/suspense intriguing. Best of all, the readers won't be disappointed by a neat bow at the end of the book. Strong conflict, characters to root for, and a steady romance make this hard to put down. Highly recommended.
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