by Jill Marshall
It’s 1912. Lena Matthews is from the rough end of Manchester – so rough that she has to be very inventive when it comes to burying her kin. So begins the chain of events that takes her into service in a grand house, and under the nose of the Birtles’ son, Henry.
She has everything against her. She’s female. She’s young. She’s poor.
But she's Lena Matthews. And fortune favours the brave ...