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Long, lonely years have passed for the crumbling Château Clement, nestled well beyond the rolling lavender fields and popular tourist attractions of Provence. Once a bustling and dignified ancestral estate, now all that remains is the château's gruff, elderly owner and the softly whispered secrets of generations buried and forgotten. But time has a way of exposing history's dark stains, and when American photographer Cady Drake finds herself drawn to the château and its antique carousel, she longs to explore the relic's shadowy origins.

Zomer, 1963. Alexandra is net klaar met een kookcursus die ze in Londen volgde, en nu is ze op zoek naar een nieuwe uitdaging. Als er een vacature voor een inwonende oppas bij een -gezin in Frankrijk op haar pad komt lijkt dit precies wat ze nodig heeft. Ze besluit de kans te grijpen en voor ze het weet woont ze op een prachtig chateau in de Provence.

When Flora, James, and their two daughters are offered a holiday in a chateau in the South of France, they jump at the chance. Flora is excited to exchange the confines of London and the drudgery of everyday life for a blissful family vacation, but she didn't anticipate a mysterious guest and a whole heap of family baggage to come along, as well. The trip of a lifetime takes some very unexpected turns when James develops a schoolboy crush on a famous singer and Flora is distracted by ghosts from her past. Will the ties of family be strong enough to withstand this “dream” vacation?

Wer behält die Macht im Château? Wenn Commissaire Girard heiratet, dann in einem typisch provenzalischen Weingut. Während die Feier im Château Bernaise in vollem Gang ist, entdeckt Capitaine Purenne einen Hilferuf auf einem edlen 1953er Grand Cru Etikett. Wer wurde im alten Gewölbe gefangen gehalten? Lucie Girard gerät mitten in ein Familiendrama, das einige Opfer fordert. An Flitterwochen ist nicht zu denken.

With the coming of the first decade of the 21st century, One Place de l'Eglise had become rather derelict. The roof leaked, the mortar in the ancient walls was crumbling; a fertilizer bag stuffed a broken window. There was no electricity to speak of; the plumbing was a lead pipe in one room; the cellar doors had rotted. And there it stood. Shutters and doors firmly locked, the villagers of Causses-et-Veyran passing by to the church next door. Then, an impoverished—in his mind at any rate—Londoner and his wife went a little crazy and bought it. It was love at first sight.