Either this is the last book of the series or else my mother-in-law stopped buying them at this point.
It's about on par for the rest of the series or the genre in general.
I knew the answer to the blood type mystery, and even the how and why, but I did not know whodunit for the murder mystery. I don't think we were given enough clues in advance to know.
Grace is still wandering off alone with people when there's a murderer on the loose, which also seems to be common for the genre.
The family dynamics are awful, and make for pretty awful reading.
Grace has made great strides in redeeming another difficult relationship, the working relationship she has with her assistant, Frances. So, she could use what she learned in that success to tackle the difficult family relationships next - without trusting them with money or anything else, of course.
I thought that once upon a time with a difficult working relationship with my department secretary. But I kept smiling at her, and including her, and listening to her complaints, and refusing to increase her workload, and when she retired, I was sorry to see her go. But I didn't have the emotional stamina to do the same with the next department secretary. I felt like I needed a breather first, and somehow never got back around to trying to invest in a working relationship with her.
And yes, some people exist with whom it is impossible to have any sort of peaceable relationship with.
I like this quote about Grace's working relationship with Frances: "An opinionated, abrasive, chastising pecking-at-me-constantly mother hen. But protective, always."
Or, perhaps it's the other way around. Perhaps Grace's terrible family relationships made her working relationship with Frances seem not so bad.
The big difference between them in my mind is the lack of trustworthiness. One can't provide an addict with money without endangering them, and one can't provide for an addict or irresponsible person much at all without enabling them. Including Liza in the inheritance would be more a danger to her than it would be to Marshfield.
But Grace could've shown more emotional support and compassion to Liza, who did have at least one legitimate complaint among all her other unfounded ones: "Rules. That's all you ever care about. You didn't even ask what it was like in jail. You don't care about me. You only care that I follow your rules."
I have to agree that yes, if Grace had cared about Liza, beyond just caring about her responsibility to Liza, Grace would've asked about the conditions and heartache of jail.
And yes, Liza continually tried to false-guilt Grace into things as well, so I can see how it would be hard to listen to all that objectively without becoming inured to it and tuning it out.
My favorite comment on their family relationships comes from another reviewer, Liz, for the book "Grace Cries Uncle,": "Not only that, but it ends up reflecting badly on Grace; at some point you need to cut your loses and kick your sister out or actually be a little less hostile towards her."
Favorite quotes:
"The reason you are my partner and heir has little to do with blood ties but everything to do with trust."
"I'm not the President of the United States. I don't need to keep my phone by my side every moment of the day."
"No, she didn't. But if it helps you to believe that, be my guest." I like this quote, because I'd like to not care so much what people believe about me - which is kind of funny for me to say, because for the most part, I already don't. I feel like most people's opinions of me don't really count, because they are either not aware of the details of my life - and I have no compulsion to tell them - or they themselves are not qualified to discern things. There are a few individuals whom I respect highly and whose opinion matters to me a great deal, but they are very few.
Even so, to say that as bluntly as Grace did, that it wasn't true, but "if it helps you to believe" something erroneous, "be my guest" gives me pause. I wouldn't go so far as to invite people to think untruths about me. I guess the distinction for me is that while I don't consider most people qualified to have an *opinion* on me, I'd still rather that what they knew of me is *factual*, rather than just some delusional fantasy to make them feel better.
SPOILER ... He's still a married man. Compassion may be warranted, and perhaps even friendship, but he's still a married man, no matter what his wife is like.