Good Day! Fenella J. Miller was born on the Isle of Man. Her mother is the daughter of a Rajah and her father a Yorkshire man. Fenella has held many jobs over the years. They include nanny, chef, field worker, cleaner, hotelier and teacher. Fenella is now a full-time writer who has written over thirty-eight Regency romantic adventures, three Victorian sagas and seven World War II family sagas (wow). Ms. Miller lives in the riverside village of Essex with her husband and her cat. She has two grown children and three grandchildren. You can find a list of her books on Amazon. Readers can follow Fenella J. Miller on Facebook.
The Spitfire Girl in the Skies by Fenella J. Miller takes us back to June 1940 in the second Spitfire Girl novel. Ellie Simpson is at Glebe Farm on compassionate leave after the death of her brother, Neil. She is currently in the Women’s Auxiliary Air Force (WAAF) as a radar operator, but Ellie misses flying. Ellie decides to apply to the Air Transport Auxiliary and put her flying skills to use. In the meantime, Ellie postpones her wedding to Greg Dunlop, RAF pilot. Ellie is accepted into the ATA under the leadership of Pauline Gower and is soon transporting planes across the United Kingdom. She loves her job and makes a good friend in Amanda Bradshaw. While Ellie’s job is exciting, it is also dangerous. They fly without navigation equipment, and they never know when an enemy plane could appear. One day Ellie receives word that her best friend, Jack Reynolds has been injured and she rushes to his side. She realizes how precious life is and you need to enjoy every moment especially with those you love. Ellie realizes she does not want to wait another minute to become Greg’s wife. Unfortunately, things to not go as planned and their lives are forever changed. War is a dangerous time especially for those flying in the skies. Find out what happens next in The Spitfire Girl in the Skies.
Here is an excerpt from The Spitfire Girl in the Skies:
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The Spitfire Girl in the Skies by Fenella J. Miller takes us back to June 1940 in the second Spitfire Girl novel. Ellie Simpson is at Glebe Farm on compassionate leave after the death of her brother, Neil. She is currently in the Women’s Auxiliary Air Force (WAAF) as a radar operator, but Ellie misses flying. Ellie decides to apply to the Air Transport Auxiliary and put her flying skills to use. In the meantime, Ellie postpones her wedding to Greg Dunlop, RAF pilot. Ellie is accepted into the ATA under the leadership of Pauline Gower and is soon transporting planes across the United Kingdom. She loves her job and makes a good friend in Amanda Bradshaw. While Ellie’s job is exciting, it is also dangerous. They fly without navigation equipment, and they never know when an enemy plane could appear. One day Ellie receives word that her best friend, Jack Reynolds has been injured and she rushes to his side. She realizes how precious life is and you need to enjoy every moment especially with those you love. Ellie realizes she does not want to wait another minute to become Greg’s wife. Unfortunately, things to not go as planned and their lives are forever changed. War is a dangerous time especially for those flying in the skies. Find out what happens next in The Spitfire Girl in the Skies.
The Spitfire Girl in the Skies
picks up where The Spitfire Girl (available on Kindle Unlimited) ends. I
thought the story contained good writing with steady pacing. The author brought the past alive with her
words. I was soaring in the plane with
Ellie, watching the planes go over Glebe Farm, worrying about Jack when he lay
unconscious in the hospital and avoiding getting bombed after the movie. I do not know how they managed to choke down
the unappetizing food. I understand why
they made toast in their room (despite regulations). The Spitfire Girl in the Skies contains
realistic characters and situations. Ellie
is a strong female character with a determined nature. She was in danger several times and manages
to come out alive. Ellie is in love with
Greg Dunlop despite their differences in their social stations. I did like how their story played out (I will
not say more because I do not want to spoil it for you). The historical information woven into the
story made The Spitfire Girl in the Skies realistic (enhanced it). I appreciated getting to see the different job
women performed during WWII. Women could
not fight on the front lines, but they still played pivotal roles. If women had done stepped up, there would not
have been as many men on the front lines or in the skies. There is mild foul language in the story
(just to let you know) and I do wish there had been a glossary provided for
unfamiliar terms (Win Con, Mae West’s, NAAFI). My favorite phrase from the book is “tickety
boo”. I look forward to finding out what
happens to Ellie Simpson in the next book (her story is not finished).
Here is an excerpt from The Spitfire Girl in the Skies:
June 1940
Glebe Farm
didn’t seem like home any more now that her brother Neil was buried. Ellie
wished she didn’t have to stay the full week of her compassionate leave, but it
would be unfair on her dad and Mabel to leave early.
‘Ellie,
love, you’ve not eaten anything today. You’ll fade away if you don’t have
something.’ Mabel was more than cook-housekeeper here now, she was the future
Mrs Simpson and Ellie wasn’t sure she was ready for more changes in her life. ‘I’m
sorry, every time I try and swallow my throat sort of closes up. I had some
cocoa and a bit of the Victoria sandwich when I got up, so I’m fine.’
‘Why
don’t you take the dogs for a walk, clear your head. Fred will be back from the
bottom field for his lunch soon. He’ll not want to see you moping about.’ Ellie
bit her lip, somehow keeping back a sharp reply. Neil’s funeral had only been
two days ago, for heaven’s sake, why was she expected to be rushing about the
place so soon? It was none of Mabel’s business anyway, she wasn’t a member of
the family yet.
‘I’ll
do that. I’ll be back in time for lunch.’ Jack and Jasper, the two dogs they’d
rescued from Battersea, were delighted to be taken for an extra stroll – not
that they needed any exercise as they were always racing about the place
catching rats, chasing rabbits and generally enjoying themselves. Every
time she called Jack it made her think of the other Jack in the family. He was
a fighter pilot as Neil had been, but he was flying a Hurricane not a Spitfire.
Everyone believed the Germans were about to invade and he was going to be at
the forefront of the fighting.
George,
her one remaining brother, was also a fighter pilot. However, he had severed
the link between Glebe Farm and himself and was now firmly in the same camp as
her obnoxious fascist grandfather, Sir Reginald Humphrey, and her estranged
mother. She no longer considered either of them as part of her life and would
probably never know if George was killed in the line of duty.
Jack
Reynolds was like her brother now – the only one she’d got. If anything
happened to him, she wouldn’t be able to cope. Pushing that miserable thought
aside she whistled to the dogs and walked briskly down the lane towards the
farmhouse. She’d seen the tractor with Dad and the two remaining ancient
labourers returning to the farm. They were about to retire, were in fact
already too old to be working, but Dad was keeping them on until they wanted to
go.
She
waved to the team of land girls busy clearing the ditches. They didn’t work
every day here, they were in teams and lived in a hostel in the village and
were sent out in rotation to the farms in the area. Dad owned three of them, so
they tended to be working for him most of the time.
There
was always a hot meal at lunchtime, and it was served outside on a trestle table.
She didn’t go out and join them as she wasn’t in the mood for small talk. She
hadn’t been hungry since that awful call to the CO’s office a few days ago when
she was told that her beloved brother was dead. The fact that he had bailed out
over Dover when his Spitfire had been hit should have meant he survived. He was
machine gunned by a passing Messerschmitt and had been dead when he hit the
ground.
Somehow
being killed like this made it even worse. His death had been an unnecessary
act of cruelty – he should have been safe over his own home soil and dangling
from a parachute. She wished she could join Jack fighting the Germans and
killing those that had murdered her brother in cold blood. She was certain no
British pilot would do such a thing.
The kitchen
was unpleasantly hot, so she continued into the sitting room which was cooler.
She wandered about picking up and reading an occasional sympathy card from
those scattered along the windowsill and mantelpiece.
Did one
reply to these? She didn’t know the addresses of half of them. The parish
magazine was no longer printed because of the paper shortage or they could have
put a notice in that. Maybe the vicar would make an announcement? Anyway, she
wasn’t going to do it.
She
couldn’t even write to her friends Daisy and Mary, as by the time her letter
had been sent to a central postbox and then delivered secretly to the radar
station they were posted at, she would be back. Telephone calls were also
banned. Even her parents and fiancé, Greg, didn’t know what she was actually
doing. They just thought she was involved with something to do with radio
operations. It was all very hush-hush.
Kris
The Avid Reader
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