Miss Buncle Married [Paperback]

<p><strong>A Marriage and a Sudden Move to a New Town Won't Slow This Mischievous Writer Down!</strong></p><p>Barbara Buncle: bestselling novelist, new wife...new neighbor?</p><p>In this charming follow-up to <em>Miss Buncle's Book</em>, the intrepid writer moves to a new town filled with fascinating folks...who don't even know they might become the subjects of her next bestselling book.</p><p>Miss Buncle may have settled down, but she has already discovered that married life can't do a thing to prevent her from getting into humorous mix-ups and hilarious hijinks.</p><p>A beloved author who has sold more than seven million books, D. E. Stevenson is at her best with the stories of Miss Buncle.</p><p>"Completely charming."</p><p>"And funny, in a way that's intelligent without being difficult and cozy without turning sticky-sweet."—Reader Review for the Miss Buncle books</p><p><b>Chapter One<br>Mr. and Mrs. Abbott</b></p><p>"We had better move," said Mr. Abbott casually. Mrs. Abbott's hand was arrested in midair as it went toward the handle of the coffee pot. Her gray eyes widened, her mouth opened (displaying a set of exceptionally fine teeth) and remained open, but no sound came. The pleasant dining-room was very quiet, a fire burned briskly in the grate, the pale wintry sunshine flowed in at the window onto the red and blue Turkey carpet, the carved oak furniture and the motionless forms of Mr. and Mrs. Abbott sitting at the breakfast table. On the table the silver glittered and the china shone-as china does when it is well washed and polished by careful hands. It was a Sunday morning, as could easily be deduced from the lateness of the hour and the unnatural quiet outside as well as inside the Abbotts' small, but comfortable, house.</p><p>"I said we had better move," Mr. Abbott repeated.</p>lÓ(