When publishing assistant and war widow Nancy Hawkins tells Hector Bartlett he ‘urinates frightful prose’, the repercussions are swift.
Losing not one, but two, much-sought-after literary jobs, Mrs Hawkins finds herself embroiled in a mystery involving anonymous letters, quack remedies and blackmail. Years later, and a far cry from Kensington, she looks back with a sharp and mischievous eye at the cost of telling the truth.



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