The second book in the Aunt Jane's series picks up where the first left off.

Aunt Jane, or someone connected to her, had opened the box and retrieved the letter.

He had just over two hours to survey the area and get ready for his meeting with dear Aunt Jane.

I've thought of the way my Aunt Jane used to give medicine to a cat.

I'm pretty sure Aunt Jane wouldn't think it was proper to tell such a dream.

"What would Aunt Jane say if she knew you were going to fight?"

Aunt Jane, your smile was like a horizon that never ended.

Aunt Jane used to say she never saw the man who was worth spoiling her eyes for.

"My Aunt Jane didn't believe there was anything in the moon business, but you never can tell."

Luckily Aunt Jane was a great deal better this morning.