This month flew. Three books; no quotes.
Wildflower Hill by Kimberley Freeman. I really loved this story. It took me two tries to get into it, but the second time it struck me right and I couldn't put it down. The characters moved me.
Then there was Sick Puppy, by Carl Hiaasen. I read one of his books before and had a lot of fun with it. He does unpredictable sassy plot twists with complex and imperfect characters. I couldn't decide who was the sickest puppy.
Eleanor Kuhns' A Simple Murder was light for a murder mystery. Crafted well enough, it kept my attention. I was entertained.
Quotes will return.
