Recently divorced, Brandy has moved back home with her mother, Vivian. Mother is eccentric and over the top, and when she quits the local theater in a huff, Brandy is anxious to find another outlet for Mother's energy. To that end, she convinces her to rent a booth at the newly opened antiques mall in Serenity. In the meantime, Brandy's son, Jake, has come to stay with her for a week. He is fascinated by the cigar store Indian that Brandy and her Mother have for sale. When Brandy and Vivian go to the mall early one morning they find the owner dead--an apparent victim of her own dog, Brad Pit Bull. Vivian is convinced the dog is scared of his own shadow and wouldn't harm a fly, much less his owner. The local police don't seem keen to delve into the matter any further, at least not until someone kidnaps Jake. Brandy is desperate to get her son back, but she's also in Mama Bear mode, and no one is going to escape her wrath.
The story was mostly lighthearted fun. Brandy's wry observations and biting wit were hilarious, as were Mother's antics. The backstory strayed from the typical cookie cutter cozy mystery in that Brandy's marriage ended because she cheated. She's also battling mental health issues with the help of a therapist and Prozac. As for the sleuthing, there really wasn't any. Mother was asking questions, but since virtually the entire book was in Brandy's pov (save for one chapter in Vivian's pov), the reader isn't privy to that. Although things were resolved at the end, I felt a tad blindsided since no investigating had been going on to lead me to the same conclusion the authors wrote. There was also the disconcerting matter of the prologue skipping ahead in time, to when Brandy and Vivian discovered the body. It felt like a spoiler.
The story was somewhat odd, but I appreciated its uniqueness in the genre. Four stars.