I was surprised that the introduction to Dicey Deere’s series pertained to sexual fetishism, unbefitting categorization as ‘a cozy’. Picturesque titles, quaint covers cause them to be labelled thusly but I’m not complaining about adult books bringing out in the open, serious subjects. What caused difficulty were grating whistling habits of the author, which regrettably she continues in this book and her technique of having every Tom, Dick, and Harry narrate a chapter disconnected me from the protagonist. It was no help at all that I don’t really like the advertised protagonist. It’s a shame because I’m a user of multi languages and would have appreciated feeling that in common.
It usually works out to be a good thing that I pre-purchase volumes long before beginning a series. I wasn’t going to let the second, “The Irish Manor House Murder” go to waste. Whether it’s because I anticipated vistas from inconsequential personages and accept that the heroine has scant appeal for me; I’m happy to find this novel better. Some of the narrators were familiar, new townspeople were a great deal more appealing than the lead character, and overall the spotlight turned to her much more quickly. Likable or not, a protagonist is supposed to drive the story and the sooner we get on the main storyline, all the easier to develop interest in the whole.
This time a new best friend is seen flaring up at her Grandfather, nearly killing him on horseback. The point is to figure out what he did, in the past or present and to whom, to anger his favourite relative to that degree. Many times I think ‘Torrey’s’ involvement is uncalled for but understand wanting to keep her friend out of jail. The girl’s Mom, ‘Caroline’ and the needle shop owner are my favourites.