Jessica Fletcher heads to Florida expecting shuffleboard and sympathy. Instead? Homicide in pastels. In Dying to Retire, the twenty-first entry in the series, Jessica gets a sunshine-soaked slap in the face when what should be a mourning visit turns into a one-way ticket to suspicious deaths, shady supplements, and more geriatric drama than a late-stage Golden Girl's reboot.
Jessica and Dr. Seth Hazlitt arrive at the Coral Palms Retirement Community to pay respects to their friend Portia Shelby, who supposedly died of a heart attack. Only... Portia was healthier than a yoga instructor on a green juice cleanse, and her herbalist husband is acting like a man who’s one refill away from a pharmaceutical lawsuit.
The vibes? Immaculately Florida. Think steamy sidewalks, gossiping retirees, golf carts with too much horsepower, and neighbors who definitely saw something but “aren’t ones to talk.” Jessica quickly realizes that Portia’s death might not be natural at all — and considering her hobby is collecting murders like souvenir magnets, she’s not exactly surprised.
The murder mystery here hinges on herbal remedies, medication interactions, and just enough financial motive to keep everyone looking shifty. It’s cozy, yes, but also surprisingly sharp when it comes to real-world dangers faced by seniors. Shady developers, retirement scams, and sketchy health fads all swirl in the background like a Vitamin D-fueled storm cloud.
Also? Seth gets a rare moment to shine. He’s more than just Jessica’s crusty sidekick — he’s observant, funny, and just salty enough to balance her polite sleuthing. The cast of characters includes feisty widows, suspiciously buff groundskeepers, and at least one person who definitely knows more than they’re letting on while sipping a suspiciously pink daiquiri.
The plot is twisty without being absurd, though it occasionally meanders like a confused mall walker. Still, it all pulls together in a satisfying way. Jessica remains the classy chaos-magnet we know and love, calmly dissecting alibis while everyone around her underestimates her cardigan’d fury.
Solid 3.5 stars. It’s not the flashiest entry in the series, but it delivers on the promise of palm trees, pensioners, and poison — and what more could you want from Florida, really?