I was mostly on board for this until the very end, but the conclusion was an utter disappointment. I was moving steadily through it, eager to see how all of the pieces were going to come together. And they did come together in the end—abruptly, neatly, and perfectly, in a shockingly happy ending. In normal circumstances, that would not necessarily be a bad thing, but after a lot of tension, twists and turns, everything just...stopped. In a handful of pages, all of the tension was destroyed by a few sentimental “payoffs,” and then tied up in a bow. I kept expecting there it be some kind of last-minute twist, some kind of turn back that would give the whole thing a different layer.
I will say one positive thing, though—I love the local flavor. Maybe this wouldn’t matter as much to someone outside of Texas, but the reference to H-E-B just made my night. And even if I hadn’t known where this was set, I could have figured it out from the main characters. Only in Texas would three middle-aged women decide to host a seance with margaritas, dip and a pistol (just in case). And they’re always “Just sayin’.” Disappointing ending aside, it was those little touches that made the book so personal and enjoyable for me.