"Furthermore, Hither, Page is a clever murder mystery with a wonderfully crafted, evocative setting-an English countryside village just a few years after WWII. Yes, it's a M/M romance, but that's just a very simplified category that covers a whole range of books that you shouldn't just dismiss for unfair, biased reasons that you probably haven't thought very deeply about."įriend X started to respond, but I was just getting started. Plus you're missing out on a really awesome book. "Actually, Friend X, I think you're being a little narrow-minded in your thinking. So I'm used to people turning up their noses when I say Stephen King has written some of the best books of the past thirty years or that I love alien invasion stories or that my favorite books as a kid were Anne of Green Gables.
I've always been a fan of genre fiction from sci-fi to mysteries to horror to, yes, M/M romance (though, I confess, I don't read a ton of it just because I do like so many genres). If Friend X had said 'Ugh, I do not talk to Swiss people' or 'Ugh, I do not eat chocolate' you would've pointed out that writing off an entire nationality or food group (and chocolate is a food group, thank you very much) was a pretty limiting way to approach life. "It is," I said, "But I understand." And our conversation moved on to other topics.īut as we kept talking, another part of my brain piped up, "Um, excuse me, Michael. "Isn't that a M/M romance?" they said when I told them. I was almost finished with Cat Sebastian's Hither, Page when Friend X asked what I was currently reading. A person who burns his identity after every job can't set down roots.Īs he starts to untangle the mess of secrets and lies that lurk behind the lace curtains of even the most peaceful-seeming of villages, Leo realizes that the truths he's about to uncover will affect his future and those of the man he's growing to care about. He's in danger of feeling things he has no business feeling. After a week of helping old ladies wind balls of yarn and flirting with a handsome doctor, Leo is in danger of forgetting what he really is and why he's there.
When his boss orders him to cover up a murder, Leo isn't expecting to be sent to a sleepy village. The war may be over for the rest of the world, but Leo Page is still busy doing the dirty work for one of the more disreputable branches of the intelligence service.
It certainly doesn't help that this stranger is the first person James has wanted to touch since before the war. The last thing in the world he needs is a handsome stranger who seems to be mixed up with the first violent death the village has seen in years. All he wants is to retreat to the quiet village of his childhood and enjoy the boring, predictable life of a country doctor. James Sommers returned from the war with his nerves in tatters. A jaded spy and a shell shocked country doctor team up to solve a murder in postwar England.
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