4 stars out of 5
I've read - and thoroughly enjoyed - this author's
updates of the late Robert B. Parker's Sunny Randall series. But if he's penned any other in the Jesse Stone series, I missed reading them. That said, I'll make sure it won't happen again. While none of Parker's characters will ever surpass Spenser in my book, Jesse comes in at a close second (admittedly, the casting of hunky Tom Selleck in the TV movies moved him up a notch or two).
Honestly, warming up to this one took some time; much of the first half, at least, seemed more focused on the affirmation - or reaffirmation - of Jesse's relatively newfound sobriety and crazy mixed-up love life than action-filled plot. But then, it took off - and kept going at top speed right to the end.
As this one begins, residents of Paradise, Massachusetts, are celebrating the reopening of the town's historic movie theater; fundraising efforts to rebuild were spearheaded by wealthy Lily Cain, one of Jesse's friends. But the reverie is interrupted by a call from Luther "Suitcase" Simpson, one of Jesse's detectives. A dead man, he reports, has been found near the lake. Further complicating matters is that there's no immediate way to identify the body, but Jesse recognizes him from a recent AA meeting both attended. That, too, is somewhat of a dead end, since AA protocol mandates never revealing last names. After more digging, the only clue is that the man apparently stopped at the Cain family compound not long before he was killed.
Things start to get even more complicated as the welfare and lives of Jesse, Suitcase and Deputy Molly Crane are threatened. Those incidents may be tied to the murdered man, or maybe not; suspicions start pointing to an old rape case that involved young perpetrators who may be looking for revenge. Early on in the investigation, Jesse's on-again, off-again lady friend and investigator Sunny Randall pops into town - taking advantage of a break from the ex-husband she still loves when the spirit moves her to help the Paradise police team get to the bottom of things (and, using her female wiles, help Jesse stay on the wagon).
All in all, another one well done. Many thanks to the publisher, via NetGalley, for the opportunity to read and review a pre-publication copy.
Robert B. Parker's Fool's Paradise by Mike Lupica (G.P. Putnam's Sons, September 2020); 352 pp.
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Wednesday, July 29, 2020
HER FINAL WORDS
5 stars out of 5
When I'm reading an especially good book, I have one rule of thumb: If there's 10% or less left to go at bedtime, I stay up the extra few minutes to finish; anything more than that waits till the next day. For this one, I made an exception; with twice that much left, I waved goodnight to my husband without even looking up from my Kindle.
It's got murder, intriguing characters and plenty of action. One of the attractions to me is the setting, a remote Idaho community near Seattle that's home to a large community of religious fundamentalists and faith-healers. They've made peace, sort of, with local law enforcement; but ongoing efforts to strike down the state law that prevents religious leaders and parents from prosecution when they refuse medical attention for sick and injured members have put the truce on shaky ground. Amid this scenario comes teenage Eliza Cook, who seeks out FBI agent Lucy Thorne to confess that she'd murdered a young boy; but after providing a few details - like the location of the body - she refuses to say another word.
Not fully able to believe Eliza's story, Lucy travels to Knox Hollow in hopes of learning more. There, she meets local sheriff Wyatt Hicks, who seems friendly but guarded. While he's willing to offer help, introducing her to the boy's family - members of the religious group - Lucy suspects he may not be telling the whole truth and nothing but. Ditto for other families and leaders of the group (without question, I'd call it a cult). When the investigation reveals more of the community's secrets, Lucy begins to wonder who, if anyone, she can trust.
To be sure, there are things that complicated my feelings a bit - not the least of which is the constant back-and-forth chapters among characters and time frames that's almost guaranteed to give me gas. Here, though, it's done quite effectively - possibly because it's easy to keep the characters straight and the retrospective time periods are for the most part not far from the present. I'd also agree with other reviews I've read that some parts are implausible; I doubt, for instance, the ability of any teenager I've ever known to dream up, much less carry out, anything close to what happens in this story. But for gosh sake, the operative word in a work of fiction is fiction; and as far as I'm concerned, that means not everything has to fall within my real-life credibility.
So for me, this one is a clear winner. Many thanks to the Amazon First Reads program, through which the book was made available.
Her Final Words by Brianna Labuskes (Thomas & Mercer, August 2020); 343 pp.
When I'm reading an especially good book, I have one rule of thumb: If there's 10% or less left to go at bedtime, I stay up the extra few minutes to finish; anything more than that waits till the next day. For this one, I made an exception; with twice that much left, I waved goodnight to my husband without even looking up from my Kindle.
It's got murder, intriguing characters and plenty of action. One of the attractions to me is the setting, a remote Idaho community near Seattle that's home to a large community of religious fundamentalists and faith-healers. They've made peace, sort of, with local law enforcement; but ongoing efforts to strike down the state law that prevents religious leaders and parents from prosecution when they refuse medical attention for sick and injured members have put the truce on shaky ground. Amid this scenario comes teenage Eliza Cook, who seeks out FBI agent Lucy Thorne to confess that she'd murdered a young boy; but after providing a few details - like the location of the body - she refuses to say another word.
Not fully able to believe Eliza's story, Lucy travels to Knox Hollow in hopes of learning more. There, she meets local sheriff Wyatt Hicks, who seems friendly but guarded. While he's willing to offer help, introducing her to the boy's family - members of the religious group - Lucy suspects he may not be telling the whole truth and nothing but. Ditto for other families and leaders of the group (without question, I'd call it a cult). When the investigation reveals more of the community's secrets, Lucy begins to wonder who, if anyone, she can trust.
To be sure, there are things that complicated my feelings a bit - not the least of which is the constant back-and-forth chapters among characters and time frames that's almost guaranteed to give me gas. Here, though, it's done quite effectively - possibly because it's easy to keep the characters straight and the retrospective time periods are for the most part not far from the present. I'd also agree with other reviews I've read that some parts are implausible; I doubt, for instance, the ability of any teenager I've ever known to dream up, much less carry out, anything close to what happens in this story. But for gosh sake, the operative word in a work of fiction is fiction; and as far as I'm concerned, that means not everything has to fall within my real-life credibility.
So for me, this one is a clear winner. Many thanks to the Amazon First Reads program, through which the book was made available.
Her Final Words by Brianna Labuskes (Thomas & Mercer, August 2020); 343 pp.
Monday, July 27, 2020
DOGGONE DEAD
4 stars out of 5
If ever there was a cozy mystery that's perfect for beach or fireside reading, this may be it. There's nothing really bloody, gory or politically sensitive here, the characters are mostly likable (more on that later) but yes, there's a murder. It's short enough that motivated readers, bolstered with a couple of gin-and-tonics or hot chocolate depending on the season, should be able to polish it off in one sitting. And if you like it, good news: It's the first in a series.
As for me, I can't say I absolutely loved it; if I'm limited to a one-word description, I'd choose "cute." Even though a murder is involved, there's very little police interaction or meaningful investigation on the part of the main characters, and not once was I on the edge of my seat. My primary attraction is that one of the two leads, Gwen Franklin, just retired as an English teacher. Since I'm married to one of those, a 33-year veteran, and our daughter is less than a handful of years away from retirement and our granddaughter will be starting her first year this fall (in what manner remains to be seen because of the COVID-19 pandemic) I figured I could identify.
Gwen is an interesting, down-to-earth person, although she talks way too much about what I'll call her "classroom demeanor," leading me to believe she probably wasn't truly fed up enough to retire. But she's also got a long-time bestie named Nora Goldstein, who earned most of her extensive wealth by divorcing several husbands (and is constantly on the lookout for the next one). Even though her "good heart" is emphasized many times, the bottom line is that Nora is loud, obnoxious and irritating. Her Spandex outfits and stilettos reminded me way too much of Lulu, the office assistant in Janet Evanovich's Stephanie Plum series - which, I should note, I stopped reading after 20-or-so books mostly because of Lulu's outrageously silly behavior.
As the story begins, Nora is conjuring up a dog-walking-sitting business, and she's decided that pal Gwen should (no, make that will) be her partner. It'll be called Two Sisters Pet Valet Services, she decrees, and Gwen decides not to rock the boat even though she's highly allergic to dog and cat dander - another reason I can relate to her. Quickly, they decide they'll need a helper if they're to avoid the dirty clean-up work; enter Brent, one of Gwen's former students, who can best be described as an amusing dolt. As bad luck would have it, when they return to Nora's ritzy apartment for the perfectly brewed coffee that readers are reminded often is a must among residents of Portland, Oregon, they find a dead woman on the otherwise pristine kitchen floor. Turns out she and Nora have a long-running feud, so of course Gwen wants to make sure Nora doesn't become a serious suspect. On the other hand, the woman was in the apartment uninvited - so how do they know the killer didn't mistake her for Nora?
The story moves along well in spite of Nora's overbearing nature and penchant for any man who gets within 10 feet of her; it is Gwen who notices most of the "clues" and follows up in her best Agatha Christie-loving fashion. All told, it sets the stage well for the next book in the series, and I thank the publisher, via NetGalley, for the opportunity to read and review a pre-release copy.
Doggone Dead by Dane McCaslin (Lyrical Press, August 2020); 183 pp.
If ever there was a cozy mystery that's perfect for beach or fireside reading, this may be it. There's nothing really bloody, gory or politically sensitive here, the characters are mostly likable (more on that later) but yes, there's a murder. It's short enough that motivated readers, bolstered with a couple of gin-and-tonics or hot chocolate depending on the season, should be able to polish it off in one sitting. And if you like it, good news: It's the first in a series.
As for me, I can't say I absolutely loved it; if I'm limited to a one-word description, I'd choose "cute." Even though a murder is involved, there's very little police interaction or meaningful investigation on the part of the main characters, and not once was I on the edge of my seat. My primary attraction is that one of the two leads, Gwen Franklin, just retired as an English teacher. Since I'm married to one of those, a 33-year veteran, and our daughter is less than a handful of years away from retirement and our granddaughter will be starting her first year this fall (in what manner remains to be seen because of the COVID-19 pandemic) I figured I could identify.
Gwen is an interesting, down-to-earth person, although she talks way too much about what I'll call her "classroom demeanor," leading me to believe she probably wasn't truly fed up enough to retire. But she's also got a long-time bestie named Nora Goldstein, who earned most of her extensive wealth by divorcing several husbands (and is constantly on the lookout for the next one). Even though her "good heart" is emphasized many times, the bottom line is that Nora is loud, obnoxious and irritating. Her Spandex outfits and stilettos reminded me way too much of Lulu, the office assistant in Janet Evanovich's Stephanie Plum series - which, I should note, I stopped reading after 20-or-so books mostly because of Lulu's outrageously silly behavior.
As the story begins, Nora is conjuring up a dog-walking-sitting business, and she's decided that pal Gwen should (no, make that will) be her partner. It'll be called Two Sisters Pet Valet Services, she decrees, and Gwen decides not to rock the boat even though she's highly allergic to dog and cat dander - another reason I can relate to her. Quickly, they decide they'll need a helper if they're to avoid the dirty clean-up work; enter Brent, one of Gwen's former students, who can best be described as an amusing dolt. As bad luck would have it, when they return to Nora's ritzy apartment for the perfectly brewed coffee that readers are reminded often is a must among residents of Portland, Oregon, they find a dead woman on the otherwise pristine kitchen floor. Turns out she and Nora have a long-running feud, so of course Gwen wants to make sure Nora doesn't become a serious suspect. On the other hand, the woman was in the apartment uninvited - so how do they know the killer didn't mistake her for Nora?
The story moves along well in spite of Nora's overbearing nature and penchant for any man who gets within 10 feet of her; it is Gwen who notices most of the "clues" and follows up in her best Agatha Christie-loving fashion. All told, it sets the stage well for the next book in the series, and I thank the publisher, via NetGalley, for the opportunity to read and review a pre-release copy.
Doggone Dead by Dane McCaslin (Lyrical Press, August 2020); 183 pp.
Saturday, July 25, 2020
TRUST NO ONE
4 stars out of 5
Boy, what a collection of psychologically damaged and downright dangerous characters! The only two worth saving for another go-round are lead characters, Birmingham, Major Investigation Division detectives Kerri Devlin and her new partner Luke Falco. And to be clear, they've got their own background baggage (plus Kerri is in the midst of fighting with her ex-husband for the love, and custody, of their daughter), so even they don't get a get-out-of-jail-free card.
Needless to say, not all the characters make it past this book except Devlin and Falco - this is, after all, the first book in what I presume will be a series. Despite (or maybe because of) their flaws - I dare you to mention any series character who doesn't have any - I enjoyed my first "meeting" with them both and look forward to their next adventure. This one begins in the middle, sort of, with what I'll call a fatal blunder on Devlin's part. Backpedal to 10 days earlier, when she reluctantly meets Falco, who has a reputation for being incorrigible. Her boss makes it clear she's stuck with him, though - at least for the time being.
They're called to a grisly murder scene where they find two bodies; a woman known to be living there is missing. Turns out the dead man is filthy rich and from one of the most politically powerful families in Alabama. As the investigation progresses - with precious little to go on at first - we meet Devlin's sister Diana, her husband and daughter, their mutual friend Jen, and Devlin's daughter (the latter a teenager who's caught up in her parents' divorce and is playing it for all it's worth). We also see what's happening from the perspectives of other rich folks, including the dead man's parents and other of the city's power players. Not surprisingly, at some point, all become suspects.
Eventually, the clues begin to form patterns that lead to the culprit's identity. But as that happens and the bodies pile up, Devlin and Falco encounter unexpected obstacles as well as information that could totally upend - or maybe even end - Devlin's own life. All in all, it's the beginning of a solid series - and a great choice for an Amazon PrimeReads monthly offering.
Trust No One by Debra Webb (Thomas & Mercer, August 2020); 427 pp.
Boy, what a collection of psychologically damaged and downright dangerous characters! The only two worth saving for another go-round are lead characters, Birmingham, Major Investigation Division detectives Kerri Devlin and her new partner Luke Falco. And to be clear, they've got their own background baggage (plus Kerri is in the midst of fighting with her ex-husband for the love, and custody, of their daughter), so even they don't get a get-out-of-jail-free card.
Needless to say, not all the characters make it past this book except Devlin and Falco - this is, after all, the first book in what I presume will be a series. Despite (or maybe because of) their flaws - I dare you to mention any series character who doesn't have any - I enjoyed my first "meeting" with them both and look forward to their next adventure. This one begins in the middle, sort of, with what I'll call a fatal blunder on Devlin's part. Backpedal to 10 days earlier, when she reluctantly meets Falco, who has a reputation for being incorrigible. Her boss makes it clear she's stuck with him, though - at least for the time being.
They're called to a grisly murder scene where they find two bodies; a woman known to be living there is missing. Turns out the dead man is filthy rich and from one of the most politically powerful families in Alabama. As the investigation progresses - with precious little to go on at first - we meet Devlin's sister Diana, her husband and daughter, their mutual friend Jen, and Devlin's daughter (the latter a teenager who's caught up in her parents' divorce and is playing it for all it's worth). We also see what's happening from the perspectives of other rich folks, including the dead man's parents and other of the city's power players. Not surprisingly, at some point, all become suspects.
Eventually, the clues begin to form patterns that lead to the culprit's identity. But as that happens and the bodies pile up, Devlin and Falco encounter unexpected obstacles as well as information that could totally upend - or maybe even end - Devlin's own life. All in all, it's the beginning of a solid series - and a great choice for an Amazon PrimeReads monthly offering.
Trust No One by Debra Webb (Thomas & Mercer, August 2020); 427 pp.
Thursday, July 23, 2020
THE ORDER
5 stars out of 5
As a frequent reviewer of soon-to-be released books,
mostly from authors I've never heard of before, I'm always amazed at how good they are. It's rare, in fact, for me to give less than four stars out of the maximum five. Here and there, though, I try to work in something from a favorite author, usually one from a favorite series - like this one.
And it is then that I realized the difference between good and, well, as perfect as a book can get. The writing is superb as always, and it doesn't hurt that it features Israeli spy and art restorer Gabriel Allon, who's held the No. 1 spot on my all-time book "hero" list ever since he was written into existence.
It starts off with a shocker: The Pope, a good friend of Gabriel, is found dead. The official line is that he died of natural causes, but another of Gabriel's long-time friends, an archbishop and personal secretary to the Pope, thinks otherwise and asks Gabriel to meet him in Rome to discuss the matter. Among the topics is a not-so-secret organization called the Order of St. Helena, which is comprised of ultra-conservative Catholics, including some who live and work as Vatican higher-ups. Also on the agenda is the presumed existence of a priceless historical book - one that could hold the power to bring the Catholic church to its knees. Needless to say, Gabriel is intrigued; despite his beautiful and talented wife Chiara's misgivings about his giving up hard-earned vacation time, he agrees to at least look into things.
Of course, nothing is ever as easy as it seems. Before long, Gabriel is up to his unusually green eyes in a dangerous endeavor, for which he asks for help from the crew from his Israeli agency (always happy to see their appearance together with more-than-usual involvement from Chiara). The action part seems a little slower and, to a degree, less physically dangerous than usual, but then let's face it: after 19 other books, Gabriel isn't exactly a spring chicken anymore and has the good sense to avoid potentially life-threatening confrontations when possible.
Be advised, too, that the story has a political bent; if you believe the current U.S. leadership represents the Second Coming, or believe every word in the Bible is sacred truth that must be interpreted literally, you may take issue with parts of this book. Neither is an issue for me - and few topics intrigue me more than the history of Judaism and Christianity. Only hunger (my husband's, not mine) that forced me into the kitchen kept me from polishing off this one off nonstop.
The ending brings a bit of a surprise, plus a few hints about what the future might hold for Gabriel, Chiara and their young twins. I'm already chomping at the bit for the next one so I can find out how all that plays out.
The Order by Daniel Silva (HarperCollins, July 2020); 455 pp.
As a frequent reviewer of soon-to-be released books,
mostly from authors I've never heard of before, I'm always amazed at how good they are. It's rare, in fact, for me to give less than four stars out of the maximum five. Here and there, though, I try to work in something from a favorite author, usually one from a favorite series - like this one.
And it is then that I realized the difference between good and, well, as perfect as a book can get. The writing is superb as always, and it doesn't hurt that it features Israeli spy and art restorer Gabriel Allon, who's held the No. 1 spot on my all-time book "hero" list ever since he was written into existence.
It starts off with a shocker: The Pope, a good friend of Gabriel, is found dead. The official line is that he died of natural causes, but another of Gabriel's long-time friends, an archbishop and personal secretary to the Pope, thinks otherwise and asks Gabriel to meet him in Rome to discuss the matter. Among the topics is a not-so-secret organization called the Order of St. Helena, which is comprised of ultra-conservative Catholics, including some who live and work as Vatican higher-ups. Also on the agenda is the presumed existence of a priceless historical book - one that could hold the power to bring the Catholic church to its knees. Needless to say, Gabriel is intrigued; despite his beautiful and talented wife Chiara's misgivings about his giving up hard-earned vacation time, he agrees to at least look into things.
Of course, nothing is ever as easy as it seems. Before long, Gabriel is up to his unusually green eyes in a dangerous endeavor, for which he asks for help from the crew from his Israeli agency (always happy to see their appearance together with more-than-usual involvement from Chiara). The action part seems a little slower and, to a degree, less physically dangerous than usual, but then let's face it: after 19 other books, Gabriel isn't exactly a spring chicken anymore and has the good sense to avoid potentially life-threatening confrontations when possible.
Be advised, too, that the story has a political bent; if you believe the current U.S. leadership represents the Second Coming, or believe every word in the Bible is sacred truth that must be interpreted literally, you may take issue with parts of this book. Neither is an issue for me - and few topics intrigue me more than the history of Judaism and Christianity. Only hunger (my husband's, not mine) that forced me into the kitchen kept me from polishing off this one off nonstop.
The ending brings a bit of a surprise, plus a few hints about what the future might hold for Gabriel, Chiara and their young twins. I'm already chomping at the bit for the next one so I can find out how all that plays out.
The Order by Daniel Silva (HarperCollins, July 2020); 455 pp.
Monday, July 20, 2020
THE KEY LIME CRIME
5 stars out of 5
I am not, as a rule, fond of cozy mysteries; give me plenty of blood, life-threatening action and bang-up endings any day of the week. But I'll also say this: There's nothing like a well-written cozy to take the edge off all that gore and angst and provide an enjoyable few hours of reading.
And this is just such a book. Admittedly, I'm new to the series; this is, I've read, the 10th featuring the personable and delightfully unobnoxious Hayley Snow, a food critic in Key West, Fla. I suppose my interest initially was piqued by the setting; honestly, I've never really wanted to visit anywhere in too-hot Florida except for one spot (you guessed it). Maybe it's the Hemingway connection (one of my retired English teacher husband's favorite authors); maybe it's the six-toed cats; maybe it's the chance to be Buffeted by some of my favorite music - I can't say for sure. And I can't discount being able to indulge in one of my favorite desserts, key lime pie.
Of the latter, there's plenty to go around here (although I must admit that after reading the book I'm more enthralled by the key lime martini, for which the author provides a recipe - among others - at the end). For those wondering if they'll be lost starting with a book so far into a series, my answer is an unequivocal no; I had no trouble whatsoever understanding what is going on.
Hayley, newly married to Key West cop Nathan Bransford, is covering some of the food events being held on the island during the tourist-crowded week between Christmas and New Year's. While their houseboat is being renovated, she and Nathan are living with a somewhat kooky next-door neighbor. All that suddenly becomes complicated when Nathan's mother announces an unplanned visit - starting the very next day. She and Hayley have never met, this is Nathan's busiest time of the year and the houseboat is overcrowded as it is. Not the best time, then, for Hayley to witness a nasty incident involving one of the bakery-submitted key lime pies - and certainly not to find a dead body.
Hayley's innate curiosity kicks in, of course, aided and abetted by that of her mother-in-law and their elderly houseboat hostess. Nathan (also of course) doesn't take kindly to their intrusion into the investigation, but readers of cozies know that only serves as an incentive for the heroine to dig in her heels. Will she learn the murderer's identity without putting herself and her friends in mortal danger? Will Nathan forgive his bride for ignoring his advice? You'll just have to read the book to find out. All I'm willing to do at this point is say thank you to the publisher, via NetGalley, for letting me read and review this very entertaining book.
The Key Lime Crime by Lucy Burdette (Crooked Lane Books, August 2020); 320 pp.
I am not, as a rule, fond of cozy mysteries; give me plenty of blood, life-threatening action and bang-up endings any day of the week. But I'll also say this: There's nothing like a well-written cozy to take the edge off all that gore and angst and provide an enjoyable few hours of reading.
And this is just such a book. Admittedly, I'm new to the series; this is, I've read, the 10th featuring the personable and delightfully unobnoxious Hayley Snow, a food critic in Key West, Fla. I suppose my interest initially was piqued by the setting; honestly, I've never really wanted to visit anywhere in too-hot Florida except for one spot (you guessed it). Maybe it's the Hemingway connection (one of my retired English teacher husband's favorite authors); maybe it's the six-toed cats; maybe it's the chance to be Buffeted by some of my favorite music - I can't say for sure. And I can't discount being able to indulge in one of my favorite desserts, key lime pie.
Of the latter, there's plenty to go around here (although I must admit that after reading the book I'm more enthralled by the key lime martini, for which the author provides a recipe - among others - at the end). For those wondering if they'll be lost starting with a book so far into a series, my answer is an unequivocal no; I had no trouble whatsoever understanding what is going on.
Hayley, newly married to Key West cop Nathan Bransford, is covering some of the food events being held on the island during the tourist-crowded week between Christmas and New Year's. While their houseboat is being renovated, she and Nathan are living with a somewhat kooky next-door neighbor. All that suddenly becomes complicated when Nathan's mother announces an unplanned visit - starting the very next day. She and Hayley have never met, this is Nathan's busiest time of the year and the houseboat is overcrowded as it is. Not the best time, then, for Hayley to witness a nasty incident involving one of the bakery-submitted key lime pies - and certainly not to find a dead body.
Hayley's innate curiosity kicks in, of course, aided and abetted by that of her mother-in-law and their elderly houseboat hostess. Nathan (also of course) doesn't take kindly to their intrusion into the investigation, but readers of cozies know that only serves as an incentive for the heroine to dig in her heels. Will she learn the murderer's identity without putting herself and her friends in mortal danger? Will Nathan forgive his bride for ignoring his advice? You'll just have to read the book to find out. All I'm willing to do at this point is say thank you to the publisher, via NetGalley, for letting me read and review this very entertaining book.
The Key Lime Crime by Lucy Burdette (Crooked Lane Books, August 2020); 320 pp.
Saturday, July 18, 2020
BEHIND THE RED DOOR
4 stars out of 5
The only thing I'm sure about after finishing this book is
that just about every character in it is a psychologically screwed-up mess. The end brings some semblance of hope for one, but even then, a return to "normal" seems all but out of the question. And while parts of the book - specifically descriptions of a mother and father from hell - were almost horrifying, nothing that happened came as what I'd call a big surprise.
Fern Douglas, a social worker whose angst is off the charts, is heading out to visit her father Ted in Maine. Most of the way there, she kicks around the pros and cons about leaving her sweet, ever-understanding husband and whether or not she should have shared a big secret with him. But all her life, when daddy called, daughter answered - and this time is no exception. Separated from his wife, Fern's mentally antiseptic mother, he claims he needs her to help him pack up his belongings for his upcoming move to Florida.
On the news, Fern learns that Astrid Sullivan has gone missing; this is devastating because she disappeared 20 years earlier, only to be dumped, basically unharmed physically, along the side of a road near her home roughly a week after her disappearance. She'd been kidnapped, she confirmed at the time, but the perpetrator was never identified amid her shaky recollections. In the intervening years, she found herself a loving wife and wrote a relatively successful memoir outlining her kidnapping, which included mention of being kept in a room with a red door and a young girl Astrid calls "Lilly."
Surprise (not!), Fern starts getting sensations and mental images of something similar, prompting her to begin agonizing over whether she may have had some connection to Astrid all those years ago or (gasp!) might even be the girl to whom Astrid refers. Complicating matters (at least in Fern's already mixed-up head is her father; a retired behavioral scientist, now that she's come back home it seems he's keen on continuing the mental "experiments" that became the only childhood stability she ever knew.
Interspersed amid the happenings in Fern's world (which includes reality and musings from her mixed-up mind) are "chapters" from Astrid's memoir, which Fern is now reading for the first time, as well as Fern's recollections of her interactions (or lack thereof) with her own parents. The endings for all the characters were cleverly written - as was the rest of the book - but predictable.
Bottom line, to me at least, is that this is a entertaining book I'd love to have read while basking on a beach which, alas, I was unable to do this season because of the ongoing COVID-19 pandemic. As such, my usual reading spot on the sofa had to suffice, though I'm sure I'd have enjoyed it a little more with sand washing between my toes while looking forward to a restaurant chef cooking our dinner. That said, it was hard to put it down (I even stayed up past my bedtime to finish), and I thank the publisher, via NetGalley, for allowing me to read and review a pre-publication copy.
Behind the Red Door by Megan Collins (Atria Books, August 2020); 317 pp.
The only thing I'm sure about after finishing this book is
that just about every character in it is a psychologically screwed-up mess. The end brings some semblance of hope for one, but even then, a return to "normal" seems all but out of the question. And while parts of the book - specifically descriptions of a mother and father from hell - were almost horrifying, nothing that happened came as what I'd call a big surprise.
Fern Douglas, a social worker whose angst is off the charts, is heading out to visit her father Ted in Maine. Most of the way there, she kicks around the pros and cons about leaving her sweet, ever-understanding husband and whether or not she should have shared a big secret with him. But all her life, when daddy called, daughter answered - and this time is no exception. Separated from his wife, Fern's mentally antiseptic mother, he claims he needs her to help him pack up his belongings for his upcoming move to Florida.
On the news, Fern learns that Astrid Sullivan has gone missing; this is devastating because she disappeared 20 years earlier, only to be dumped, basically unharmed physically, along the side of a road near her home roughly a week after her disappearance. She'd been kidnapped, she confirmed at the time, but the perpetrator was never identified amid her shaky recollections. In the intervening years, she found herself a loving wife and wrote a relatively successful memoir outlining her kidnapping, which included mention of being kept in a room with a red door and a young girl Astrid calls "Lilly."
Surprise (not!), Fern starts getting sensations and mental images of something similar, prompting her to begin agonizing over whether she may have had some connection to Astrid all those years ago or (gasp!) might even be the girl to whom Astrid refers. Complicating matters (at least in Fern's already mixed-up head is her father; a retired behavioral scientist, now that she's come back home it seems he's keen on continuing the mental "experiments" that became the only childhood stability she ever knew.
Interspersed amid the happenings in Fern's world (which includes reality and musings from her mixed-up mind) are "chapters" from Astrid's memoir, which Fern is now reading for the first time, as well as Fern's recollections of her interactions (or lack thereof) with her own parents. The endings for all the characters were cleverly written - as was the rest of the book - but predictable.
Bottom line, to me at least, is that this is a entertaining book I'd love to have read while basking on a beach which, alas, I was unable to do this season because of the ongoing COVID-19 pandemic. As such, my usual reading spot on the sofa had to suffice, though I'm sure I'd have enjoyed it a little more with sand washing between my toes while looking forward to a restaurant chef cooking our dinner. That said, it was hard to put it down (I even stayed up past my bedtime to finish), and I thank the publisher, via NetGalley, for allowing me to read and review a pre-publication copy.
Behind the Red Door by Megan Collins (Atria Books, August 2020); 317 pp.
Tuesday, July 14, 2020
THE NIGHT SWIM
4 stars out of 5
Make no mistake; this book is about rape - more than
one, in fact. And even though it's told mostly through the "unbiased" eyes of an investigative reporter's wildly popular crime podcast, it's clear that it favors the "Me, Too" notion that accusers are to believed (or at the very least taken seriously). Honestly, I happen to agree; but if I am to be fair, I can't write a review without letting other potential readers know what's in store.
Those who are up for that also should know they'll be getting into a well-written, captivating (if not sometimes horrifying) story that begins as Rachel Krall is in small-town Neapolis, North Carolina, to cover a rape trial for the third season of her "Guilty or Not Guilty" podcast. Her producer, who usually accompanies her, can't make it this time, but the digital age keeps them bound together. The accuser is a teenage girl, and the young man is - or was, before all this happened - well on his way to becoming an Olympics hopeful (plus, unlike the young woman, he's from a prominent and wealthy family. No surprise, then, that the citizens of Neapolis are staunchly divided on who's lying and who's telling the truth.
Before the trial begins, Rachel finds a note on her car from someone named Hannah, who insists her sister Jennie was murdered in the town years ago and begs Rachel to investigate while she's in town. Rachel is intrigued, but Rachel must concentrate on the trial at hand. Besides, Hannah refuses to meet in person, making her story more of a stretch to believe. Still, there's something very convincing in what Hannah writes as she repeatedly finds ways to get messages to Rachel. So despite her producer's cautions to stay on track, she ventures out to see what she can learn.
Some chapters take place in the courtroom, some are "playbacks" of Rachel's latest podcast and others follow her as she attempts to dig up information on what really happened to Hannah's sister. As a whole, that makes for a story that held my interest from beginning to end. Many thanks to the publisher, via NetGalley, for allowing me to read and review an advance copy.
The Night Swim by Megan Goldin (St. Martin's Press, August 2020); 348 pp.
Make no mistake; this book is about rape - more than
one, in fact. And even though it's told mostly through the "unbiased" eyes of an investigative reporter's wildly popular crime podcast, it's clear that it favors the "Me, Too" notion that accusers are to believed (or at the very least taken seriously). Honestly, I happen to agree; but if I am to be fair, I can't write a review without letting other potential readers know what's in store.
Those who are up for that also should know they'll be getting into a well-written, captivating (if not sometimes horrifying) story that begins as Rachel Krall is in small-town Neapolis, North Carolina, to cover a rape trial for the third season of her "Guilty or Not Guilty" podcast. Her producer, who usually accompanies her, can't make it this time, but the digital age keeps them bound together. The accuser is a teenage girl, and the young man is - or was, before all this happened - well on his way to becoming an Olympics hopeful (plus, unlike the young woman, he's from a prominent and wealthy family. No surprise, then, that the citizens of Neapolis are staunchly divided on who's lying and who's telling the truth.
Before the trial begins, Rachel finds a note on her car from someone named Hannah, who insists her sister Jennie was murdered in the town years ago and begs Rachel to investigate while she's in town. Rachel is intrigued, but Rachel must concentrate on the trial at hand. Besides, Hannah refuses to meet in person, making her story more of a stretch to believe. Still, there's something very convincing in what Hannah writes as she repeatedly finds ways to get messages to Rachel. So despite her producer's cautions to stay on track, she ventures out to see what she can learn.
Some chapters take place in the courtroom, some are "playbacks" of Rachel's latest podcast and others follow her as she attempts to dig up information on what really happened to Hannah's sister. As a whole, that makes for a story that held my interest from beginning to end. Many thanks to the publisher, via NetGalley, for allowing me to read and review an advance copy.
The Night Swim by Megan Goldin (St. Martin's Press, August 2020); 348 pp.
Saturday, July 11, 2020
SAVE HER SOUL
4 stars out of 5
Detective Josie Quinn is back (well actually, I guess she never left), and she's in fighting form. This time, besides her usual murder-solving prowess, she and her police colleagues are dealing with the weather: heavy rains have flooded much of small-town Denton, Pennsylvania, rendering some spots virtually inaccessible and putting investigations on a slippery slope.
After Josie and her partner Gretchen Palmer save an elderly woman whose home - and her - are about to be swept away by the raging current, a long-dead, tarp-wrapped body is unearthed, apparently from underneath the rental home's concrete basement. Turns out it's Beverly Urban, one of Josie's high-school classmates - a bully who had a rough life but took it out on everybody else except a couple of close friends. Just another cold case, or so it seems, until Josie discovers that the teenager was wearing a baseball awards jacket that's way too similar to the one that belonged to Josie's late husband, Ray.
Back then, Ray claimed he lost it; but Josie all too well recalls rumors that Ray and Beverly had a "thing" behind Josie's back. Josie didn't believe it then and doesn't want to believe it now, but on the other hand, evidence doesn't lie. Beverly and her mother, Vera, had serious issues which, apparently, led to the two of them making a sudden getaway from Denton, never to be heard from again.
Since Ray's death, Josie is in a happy relationship with coworker Noah, who's almost too good to be true. She's not pining an old love, but neither does she want to learn that her high-school sweetheart and former husband isn't the person she thought he was. As the investigation progresses, Josie gets a call from an unidentified woman who says she's willing to spill the beans. Maybe yes, maybe no; but it doesn't really matter when the woman is murdered right before Josie and Gretchen's eyes.
But when the going gets tough, the tough get going; and nothing describes Josie Quinn more than the word tough. The trail leads to some of Denton's most wealthy and influential residents, several of whom have been keeping dark secrets for many years. In between the action are flashback chapters outlining Josie's memories from high school - and while it's done well, I really hope this is the last I'll see of this over-used technique in future books. And while I'm on the subject of please don'ts, if I read the phrase "his/her smile didn't quite reach his/her eyes" one more time, I'm gonna barf (it's appeared at least once in at least four out of the last five books I've read; enough, already).
None of that, though, has dampened my enthusiasm for this series - and I'll be eager to read the next one (I've read and enjoyed four others). Thanks to the publisher, via NetGalley, for giving me the opportunity to read and review an advance copy of this one.
Save Her Soul by Lisa Regan (Bookouture, August 2020); 284 pp.
Detective Josie Quinn is back (well actually, I guess she never left), and she's in fighting form. This time, besides her usual murder-solving prowess, she and her police colleagues are dealing with the weather: heavy rains have flooded much of small-town Denton, Pennsylvania, rendering some spots virtually inaccessible and putting investigations on a slippery slope.
After Josie and her partner Gretchen Palmer save an elderly woman whose home - and her - are about to be swept away by the raging current, a long-dead, tarp-wrapped body is unearthed, apparently from underneath the rental home's concrete basement. Turns out it's Beverly Urban, one of Josie's high-school classmates - a bully who had a rough life but took it out on everybody else except a couple of close friends. Just another cold case, or so it seems, until Josie discovers that the teenager was wearing a baseball awards jacket that's way too similar to the one that belonged to Josie's late husband, Ray.
Back then, Ray claimed he lost it; but Josie all too well recalls rumors that Ray and Beverly had a "thing" behind Josie's back. Josie didn't believe it then and doesn't want to believe it now, but on the other hand, evidence doesn't lie. Beverly and her mother, Vera, had serious issues which, apparently, led to the two of them making a sudden getaway from Denton, never to be heard from again.
Since Ray's death, Josie is in a happy relationship with coworker Noah, who's almost too good to be true. She's not pining an old love, but neither does she want to learn that her high-school sweetheart and former husband isn't the person she thought he was. As the investigation progresses, Josie gets a call from an unidentified woman who says she's willing to spill the beans. Maybe yes, maybe no; but it doesn't really matter when the woman is murdered right before Josie and Gretchen's eyes.
But when the going gets tough, the tough get going; and nothing describes Josie Quinn more than the word tough. The trail leads to some of Denton's most wealthy and influential residents, several of whom have been keeping dark secrets for many years. In between the action are flashback chapters outlining Josie's memories from high school - and while it's done well, I really hope this is the last I'll see of this over-used technique in future books. And while I'm on the subject of please don'ts, if I read the phrase "his/her smile didn't quite reach his/her eyes" one more time, I'm gonna barf (it's appeared at least once in at least four out of the last five books I've read; enough, already).
None of that, though, has dampened my enthusiasm for this series - and I'll be eager to read the next one (I've read and enjoyed four others). Thanks to the publisher, via NetGalley, for giving me the opportunity to read and review an advance copy of this one.
Save Her Soul by Lisa Regan (Bookouture, August 2020); 284 pp.
Thursday, July 9, 2020
FIRST TO LIE
4 stars out of 5
In many respects, think I'd have named this one The Last to Lie - in the end, it seems to me, it comes down to the last one to get caught in a whopper. And while I won't reveal who that is, I will say that there are plenty of possibilities; virtually every single character is not telling the truth about something.
Almost all of the lies are centered around issues surrounding a pharmaceutical company's drug and its off-label use as a female fertility booster. Problem is, the company's reps are using illegal tactics to promote the drug's prescriptions by their clients. What's more, the doctors may not be warning patients sufficiently of potentially devastating side effects. At least one character, Ellie, is leading a crusade to right what she considers to be an unholy wrong; as a newly minted Boston investigative news reporter, she's trying to pull together enough evidence to air the story of her lifetime - one that will take down the company and its owners, the uber-wealthy Vanderwold family. Like it or not, she's assigned a novice assistant, Meg, an eager beaver who has to be one of the most annoying characters on the planet.
Enter another would-be company opponent, Nora, manages to get hired by the company as a pharmaceutical rep. But her motive isn't to become sales team leader; rather, she, too, is surreptitiously looking for evidence of company wrong-doing. Then there's the family itself, and it's anything but the Ozzie and Harriet variety. There's a powerful but off-putting father, a manipulative mother who makes the Wicked Witch of the West look like a saint, a suntanned hunk of a son who will one day take over the company and a younger sister whose hatred of her parents all but consumes her life.
The story is told mostly from the perspectives of Ellie and Nora, with chapters flipping between the two as well as back in time to focus on what's happening with the Vanderwold crew. That's done as well as this technique ever is, but it gets more confusing as we learn that not everyone is who they claim to be (oh heck, almost no one is). The crossover into the realm of unbelievability, though, happens as the various characters meet and interact with each other as their various alter-egos and no one is the wiser (put another way, even with different colored contact lenses and a wig and a seven-year absence, I'm pretty sure I'd recognize my husband).
All told, it's a clever concept that held my attention throughout and it's well worth reading. Thanks very much to the publisher, via NetGaley, for the opportunity to read and review an advance copy. Now I'm looking forward to the next one from this talented author!
First To Lie by Hank Phillippi Ryan (Forge Books, August 2020); 352 pp.
In many respects, think I'd have named this one The Last to Lie - in the end, it seems to me, it comes down to the last one to get caught in a whopper. And while I won't reveal who that is, I will say that there are plenty of possibilities; virtually every single character is not telling the truth about something.
Almost all of the lies are centered around issues surrounding a pharmaceutical company's drug and its off-label use as a female fertility booster. Problem is, the company's reps are using illegal tactics to promote the drug's prescriptions by their clients. What's more, the doctors may not be warning patients sufficiently of potentially devastating side effects. At least one character, Ellie, is leading a crusade to right what she considers to be an unholy wrong; as a newly minted Boston investigative news reporter, she's trying to pull together enough evidence to air the story of her lifetime - one that will take down the company and its owners, the uber-wealthy Vanderwold family. Like it or not, she's assigned a novice assistant, Meg, an eager beaver who has to be one of the most annoying characters on the planet.
Enter another would-be company opponent, Nora, manages to get hired by the company as a pharmaceutical rep. But her motive isn't to become sales team leader; rather, she, too, is surreptitiously looking for evidence of company wrong-doing. Then there's the family itself, and it's anything but the Ozzie and Harriet variety. There's a powerful but off-putting father, a manipulative mother who makes the Wicked Witch of the West look like a saint, a suntanned hunk of a son who will one day take over the company and a younger sister whose hatred of her parents all but consumes her life.
The story is told mostly from the perspectives of Ellie and Nora, with chapters flipping between the two as well as back in time to focus on what's happening with the Vanderwold crew. That's done as well as this technique ever is, but it gets more confusing as we learn that not everyone is who they claim to be (oh heck, almost no one is). The crossover into the realm of unbelievability, though, happens as the various characters meet and interact with each other as their various alter-egos and no one is the wiser (put another way, even with different colored contact lenses and a wig and a seven-year absence, I'm pretty sure I'd recognize my husband).
All told, it's a clever concept that held my attention throughout and it's well worth reading. Thanks very much to the publisher, via NetGaley, for the opportunity to read and review an advance copy. Now I'm looking forward to the next one from this talented author!
First To Lie by Hank Phillippi Ryan (Forge Books, August 2020); 352 pp.
Monday, July 6, 2020
OUT OF TIME
4 stars out of 5
This is a well-written story, but unless you’re ultra-sympathetic to
environmental causes and vehemently opposed to the current political administration,
I suspect you won’t be thrilled with it. Personally, climate change, carbon
footprints, the dangers of fracking and such are issues that need to be
addressed yesterday – and I admit to spitting out my mouthful of coffee to
guffaw at the description of the U.S. President (no names, of course) as a “belligerent,
bumbling egomaniac with the brains of a cabbage.”
The FBI has launched a manhunt for a terrorist known as Green Man; most
recently, he used a drone to blow a hole in a large dam in Idaho – killing a
dozen or so innocent people who just happened to be in the wrong place at the
wrong time. This is his sixth act of violence; reactions range from that of the
FBI – he’s a murderer who must be apprehended at all costs – to environmental activist
groups who consider him a savior and justify the deaths as casualties of a
necessary war to save the world from extinction.
Enter computer wizard and FBI agent Tom Smith, a mid-20-something guy who’s
been tapped to join the team charged with capturing Green Man dead or alive
(and the sooner the better). Tom’s own attitude falls somewhere in the middle;
he’s a staunch environmentalist, but he doesn’t fully believe that the end
always justifies the means. Still, he’s committed to the investigation, which
involves one of the activist groups whose leader loves Green Man’s mindset but
not his tactics and her teenage daughter, who favors promoting the cause no
matter what.
Complicated personal backgrounds and relationships are a big part of the
story, none of which I can describe more fully without giving away too much
(same with the ending, of course, which for some reason is reminiscent of “Goldfinger,”
one of my favorite James Bond movies in which the long arm of the FBI reaches
out to disarm the nuclear bomb with just (wait for it!) 007 seconds left on the
timer).
Even though there’s a little too much “preaching” going on here, I
thoroughly enjoyed the book (with the caution, once again, that it helps to be close
to the same mind as the author). Thanks to the publisher, via NetGalley, for
allowing me to read and review it.
Out of Time by David Klass (Dutton, July 2020); 384 pp.
Friday, July 3, 2020
THE SEARCH PARTY
4 stars out of 5
If he writes it, I will come. That's my conclusion after reading three books by this talented author. This one, my third, held my attention from start to finish - just as the other two did.
This story centers around a missing girl named Sadie Saunders; her five friends - and for that matter, the entire town - are convinced that she's been murdered, but no body has been found. Most folks think they know who did it as well, but the friends - one Sadie's boyfriend and another her brother - reluctantly decide to form a search party to comb the woods near the river where her backpack was found.
The beginning actually starts closer to the end as Detective Inspector Robin Fleet and his partner, Nicola Collins, are called in when the young people call in a rather gruesome story. From there, most of the chapters detail police interviews with each of the five friends, thus gradually revealing what really happened and why. The more they talk, the more complicated the story gets - until the end, when the truth finally emerges (with a not totally unexpected twist).
Fleet is a very interesting character with issues of his own, and I wish he'd been more of a player here (hopefully, he'll be back - maybe as part of a series, hint, hint). The teenagers were interesting as well, although it seemed to me they possessed mental processing and verbal abilities far beyond their years. And as I bounced back and forth among their interviews, I couldn't help but feel as if I was in the middle of a game of Clue (was it Mason in the tree with a bottle? Cora in the river with a rock)? After all is said and done, though, I really enjoyed the book. Many thanks to the publisher, via NetGalley, for the opportunity to read a pre-publication copy.
The Search Party by Simon Lelic (Berkley, August 2020); 352 pp.
If he writes it, I will come. That's my conclusion after reading three books by this talented author. This one, my third, held my attention from start to finish - just as the other two did.
This story centers around a missing girl named Sadie Saunders; her five friends - and for that matter, the entire town - are convinced that she's been murdered, but no body has been found. Most folks think they know who did it as well, but the friends - one Sadie's boyfriend and another her brother - reluctantly decide to form a search party to comb the woods near the river where her backpack was found.
The beginning actually starts closer to the end as Detective Inspector Robin Fleet and his partner, Nicola Collins, are called in when the young people call in a rather gruesome story. From there, most of the chapters detail police interviews with each of the five friends, thus gradually revealing what really happened and why. The more they talk, the more complicated the story gets - until the end, when the truth finally emerges (with a not totally unexpected twist).
Fleet is a very interesting character with issues of his own, and I wish he'd been more of a player here (hopefully, he'll be back - maybe as part of a series, hint, hint). The teenagers were interesting as well, although it seemed to me they possessed mental processing and verbal abilities far beyond their years. And as I bounced back and forth among their interviews, I couldn't help but feel as if I was in the middle of a game of Clue (was it Mason in the tree with a bottle? Cora in the river with a rock)? After all is said and done, though, I really enjoyed the book. Many thanks to the publisher, via NetGalley, for the opportunity to read a pre-publication copy.
The Search Party by Simon Lelic (Berkley, August 2020); 352 pp.
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