SPOILERS!
But! the solution came because of the blatant behaviour of the murderer followed by a confession rather than any nifty detecting. So I don't feel bad about what I did.
I did something I almost never do.
I made a deal with myself for this little novel. I bet that if I figured out who the killer was in the first 100 pages, based on the perceived politics of the author, I would skip to the end to see if I was right. If wrong, I would read every word. If right, I would not read any further.
I won, or lost, depending on your viewpoint. The fact remains that I did NOT read every word or page in this book.
So here is the spoiler: Christians are bad, lesbians are good, George Bernard Shaw wrote a funny play called Androcles.
Here is the second spoiler; lesbians only commit murder because men have been awful and IVF.
Sorry.
The premise is; a secret granddaughter sends flowers to her grandmother.
Basically, one character is a lesbian because her father was abusive. Okay, sure. I've been told it's something you're born with, but this is made up so I'll roll with it. She's incredibly insecure about the fact that she donated her eggs and has a biological child out in the world somewhere. This could be an issue because of inheritance...or something.
Since the author went out of their way to make a few remarks of religious people, and lesbians don't have granddaughters (right? Never happens), I figured that was the probable solutions.
I was right.
The characters seem bloated, although I'm sure others would view this as the author having "keen insight" into what makes people work. The pace is slow, and since Simmy doesn't even solve anything or do any real detective work, you as the reader are just along for the ride. ANd this ride takes you all over for flower deliveries.
I didn't like it, but you might, Dear Reader.