Max likes Tiffany but he’s a joker and every time he tries to impress her, things go badly wrong. Despite their losses, Hannah is sure that one day she will rebuild her shop and once again trade under the sign of the sugared plum.
They also find Tom, beaten and injured after being chased by a mob that blamed the magician for starting the fire. When the fires have abated, the girls return to find their shop in ruins. Finally, Hannah and Anne are forced to abandon their home to save their lives. But her newfound happiness is short lived as fires begin to spring up around the city and quickly move closer to their shop.
The girls are thrilled to be back in London, and Hannah even finds her old beau, Tom, alive and well and working for a magician. Only one year after the city suffered such terrible losses during the Plague, London is recovering and Hannah convinces her parents that, with her younger sister Anne’s help, she can return to the city and manage the sweetmeats shop on her own. This gripping account of London’s Great Fire of 1666 is a worthy companion to At the Sign of the Sugared Plum. ‘Mary Hooper is another writer to watch’ The Independent A brilliant new departure from this best selling author. Based on much research, Mary Hooper tellingly conveys how the atmosphere in London changes from a disbelief that the plague is anything serious, to the full blown horror of the death carts and being locked up in effect to die if your house is suspected of infection. Instead of giving Hannah a hearty welcome, Sarah is horrified that Hannah did not get her message to stay away the Plague is taking hold of London. Hannah does not however get the reception she expected from her sister Sarah. ‘Wouldn’ t think you’d want to go there Times like this, I would have thought your sister would try and keep you away.’ Hannah is oblivious to Farmer Price’s dark words, excited as she is about her first ever trip to London to help her sister in her shop ‘The Sugared Plum’, making sweetmeats for the gentry. ‘You be going to live in the city, Hannah?’ Farmer Price asked, pushing his battered hat up over his forehead.
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