A cracking good locked-parlor mystery. Young Kori Brichter has put together an old-fashioned Victorian Christmas for her small unconventional, but close-knit "family." A new addition to the this group is a maiden aunt Kori has never met, flying in from Arizona. The aunt arrives, just ahead of a savage blizzard, such as only central Illinois can provide... Six people are trapped in the house when the maiden aunt is found dead, by a single forceful blow to the head. Kori and her husband Detective Peter Brichter must find the killer with only the resources they have - in a house rapidly being buried in snow, and soon without electrical power.
Who, among Kori and Peter's small group of long-time friends, is not what they seem to be?
I am not much of a mystery reader - especially parlor mysteries - too boring and overdone.
But I make an exception for Mary Monica Pulver. The fun part of reading this, or any of Pulver's novels is the attention to detail which she lavishes onto every story. She does not use this detail to introduce "red herrings" for the reader. I think she just does it to make the tale more interesting, and the get the reader to come along.
Somehow I get the feeling from reading her books, that I'm sitting with her in front of a fireplace somewhere, coffee in hand, leaning back and quietly listening to her spin some amazing wonderful story. She's an author I can depend on.