This is a deliciously funny mystery about Americans, British Royalty, forensic anthropology and getting married in haste.
Not for THAT reason. Dr. Cameron Dawson, marine biologist, gets selected off the honors list to attend a garden party given by the Queen. Due to his brother failing to forward his mail to America, Dr. Dawson doesn't get the invitation until after his return to Scotland, three weeks before the party. Dr. Dawson is less then happy--he's going to have to wear a tie. It's his American fiancee, Elizabeth MacPherson, who is royalty-mad.
The problem: she hasn't been invited. Only spouses can come and she and Dr. Dawson are planning their wedding for next summer. Unless she puts aside the careful plans that are being laid for next year and gets married in the next two weeks. She needs to arrange for leave from her academic job and risk annoying her adviser before getting her degree. The issue is complicated by the fact that Elizabeth's parents are in Hawaii--so she turns to her Aunt Amanda to cope with the wedding. Now that Amanda is off the sauce and out of the crazy bin, she's ready to tackle this small challenge of bringing off a proper Southern society wedding in two weeks.
Complications ensue. Elizabeth considers putting the entire wedding party in kilts. Dr. Dawson's ugly garden gnome goes wandering--lost, stolen or strayed? Cousin Charles goes in search of a lady love. And a local widow gets the word that her husband has just died again.
Yes, that's right.
The main problem with this crazy cozy is that the characters are a bit too much over the top. It's still great fun to read and makes a marvelous antidote any time British Royalty hits the news.