The Greatest Risk-A Work in Progress

Years ago, while wandering through Google Maps searching for a particular spot in Canterbury, I came across an old abandoned abbey close to the cathedral. Scrolling through some pictures, there was a small alcove with a little ledge. I stared at the picture for only a moment when an image of Elizabeth Bennet sitting there in the moonlight concealed from a frustrated Darcy popped into my head. And that is how the story, The Greatest Risk, began to take shape.

Of course, questions immediately star...