In London, a hospital clerk finds herself attracting the attention of an older physician who's definitely out of her league. She never imagined she'd be the target of A Christmas Romance.
In Australia, a news reporter meets up with her estranged husband, and discovers that she'd been tricked into leaving him for all the wrong reasons. So, for the sake of their daughter, the
And of course our RDD has the requisite beautiful and snooty fiancee, Annelise.
Our Emmy ...more
THIS is one of my faves, though. It's ...more
As usual, Betty delivers a wonderful love story with the small, everyday life details that make her ...more
Betty has a wonderful way of "spinning the yarn" and she rarely disappoints her fans. For me this one was pure magic.
This was a very understated book that packed a powerful punch. I actually think the character of Emmy is one of Betty's more enjoyable heroines. Emmy has been handed a tough life. She's plain and mousy. She and her fami ...more
Ermentrude Foster has always known that she was plain, looking in the mirror attested to that fact. So why was Dr. Rued ter Mennolt unable to keep her out of his mind. Emmy worked as a telephone operator to help support her parents and Dr. ter Mennolt was a visiting consultant from Holland. But fate kept throwing them together and Ruerd found himself thinking more and more of Emmy, despite the fact he was engaged to be married to the beautiful and sophisticated Anneliese. When ...more
Betty Neels obviously lived in a steampunk-esque alternate world than I lived in, a 1997 where a house might still not have a proper phone in it, much less people carrying around cell phones. ...more
Ruerd is already engaged to a suitable, beautiful woman, but the plain little Emmy gets under his skin.
A dumb series of coincidences make it even more unrealistic.
I don't mean to be insulting to our beloved author but i just simply hated this book.its totaly worthless.
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‘Don’t you dare,’ said Emmy fiercely. ‘I’ll not allow it. You are—’
It was unfortunate that she was interrupted before she could finish. ‘Ah,’ said Professor ter Mennolt, looming behind the supervisor. ‘My kitten. Good of you to look after it for me, Ermentrude.’ He gave the supervisor a bland smile. ‘I am breaking the rules, am I not? But this seemed the best place for it to be until I could come and collect it.’
‘Miss Foster has just told me…’ began the woman.
‘Out of the kindness of her heart,’ said the professor outrageously. ‘She had no wish to get me into trouble. Isn’t that correct, Ermentrude?’
She nodded, and watched while he soothed the supervisor’s feelings with a bedside manner which she couldn’t have faulted.
‘I will overlook your rudeness, Miss Foster,’ she said finally, and sailed away.
‘Where on earth did you find it?’ asked the professor with interest.
She told him, then went on, ‘I’ll take him home. He’ll be nice company for Snoodles and George.’
‘An excellent idea. Here is your relief. I shall be outside when you are ready.’
‘Why?’ asked Emmy.
‘You sometimes ask silly questions, Ermentrude. To take you both home.”