This is a light, silly romance-mystery. Its OK but I like my lead characters to be a bit smarter and not so ditzy. I guess you could say that this is a sort of "Lucy" book but Tessa isn't as funny as Lucille Ball.A baby found on the door step of a vicarage is raised to adulthood in a loving home by the minister and his late wife. She is in love with a young man who, once she is grown, falls for her but when he proposes (with a ring she herself admired), she spurns him, then when she decides that she must find out who her real mother is, hunts him down, enters her home and then is mad that he is with another woman. But that doesn't stop her from asking him to help her in a mad and nonsensical plan to get herself into the home of two elderly sisters, who she has somehow with no facts to go on, decided know who her real parent is. Somehow the improbably plan gets her where she wishes but if Tessa Fields had had any brains at all, she would have realized from the get go the two old women know what is exactly going on — and the man that she's in love with but can't act like an adult around has had a hand in some of the situations that she gets herself into. Then there is a murder, which thank goodness brings in some of the interest in the book because you discover the sisters have a lot more going on for them and Tessa is an idiot. She gets nothing correct, causes more problems and solves nothing.I loved the Misses Hyacinth and Primrose Tramwell — they are the true characters in this book of silliness and at the end they decide to spice up their life by becoming a two-sister detective agency. Now I would read more books if they are the characters, but save me from Tessa Fields!
