Laura Brooks’s Reviews > The Bletchley Riddle > Status Update

Friends are like family. And sometimes the families we build are just as strong as those we’re born into.

Our house—the Novis family—we are great pretenders and defenders.
We’re a Secrets Act all our own.

Our house —the Novis family—we are getting pretenders and defenders.
We’re a Secrets Act all our own.

“[Operation] Sea Lion one minute, beans on toast the next. That’s life at Bletchley Park.”

The whistle blows and the conductor calls for departure…we board the overcrowded train. The corridors jam with weary war travelers, and the loos overflow with stink…our darkened compartment is already occupied by three sleeping soldiers, a stout nun, and an irritable hen.

Gran’s figure resembles an upholstered settee. Overstuffed. Expensive but uncomfortable to sit on.