Who wants chips and dip when they can have Dickens and Twain?
To the residents of the sleepy town of Bradley, North Carolina, hardworking Jill Caulfield seemed beyond reproach. She volunteered at the women’s shelter, worked at the church preschool, cleaned houses for extra money, and actually enjoyed yard work. And she was nothing less than a saint to cheerfully put up with her unemployed, skirt-chasing, boozer of a husband.
When intrepid octogenarian sleuth Myrtle Clover caught Jill, her new housekeeper, peering into her medicine cabinet, she should have been upset. But discovering that Jill wasn’t such a squeaky-clean goody-goody made her vastly more interesting in Myrtle’s eyes.
Myrtle would have happily continued figuring out what made Jill Caulfield tick. If Jill hadn’t foolishly gone and gotten herself murdered, that is.
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“The first step,” said Myrtle to her friend Miles, “is to stage a coup.”
Miles took off his wire rimmed glasses and rubbed his eyes. “A coup.”
Myrtle beamed as if at a prize student. “That’s it. The book club—as we know it—must be abolished.”
“You’re saying ... now stop me if I’ve got this wrong ... that you and I—the new members of the decades-old book club—will somehow commandeer it away from its current leadership, force it to restructure, and compel the members to read literature we deem worthy instead of beach books.”
“That,” said Myrtle, thumping The Complete William Butler Yeats triumphantly, “is exactly what I’m saying.”
Miles looked at his friend. She was really on a roll this time—she’d run her hand through her poofy white hair until it stood up on end like Einstein’s. She stood six feet tall, not at all bent or cowed by her considerable years.
“And you’re proposing that we do this how?”
“It’s a simple marketing principle. You’re a former businessman, you must understand it. Marketing, you know. Delivering what the people need.”
“Myrtle, I was an engineer, not a salesman.” Myrtle shrugged. Miles gave a sigh. “And we’re doing this why?”
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Author review: I've enjoyed working with Nancy for my Spanish translation. She kept me updated and was always professional. Her translation was speedy and accurate. I hope to work with her again for a future project. |
