Exit the Milkman
When Jim Feldtster, the head of the dairy dept. at a small, New England, agricultural college disappears under mysterious circumstances, his unpleasant wife rouses her neighbor, Professor Peter Shandy, in the middle of the night. Shandy dismisses her pleas for help as attention-seekkng hystrionics.
When Feldster still hasn't turned up to teach his classes the next day, Shandy has second thoughts, and regrets being so dismissive the night before.
After Peter and Helen Shandy's friend, Catriona McBogle, gets lost on a rarely-used backroad and finds Feldster strapped into a wrecked car and apparently suffering from amnesia, the mystery only deepens.
The mystery becomes even more profound when Feldster's unpleasant wife is found dead in their immaculate house.
This was an entertaining read. Among the cozies I've read, I'd probably rate it somewhere in the middle - not the worst by any means, but certanly not the best.
A second Victorian murder mystery featuring Lady Julia Grey, detective Nicholas Brisbane and Julia's eccentric family. When one of the guests at Julia's family home is found standing over a dead man with bloody hands and a bloodied candelabra, it seems like and open and shut case. But things are more complex than they seem…
This was an enjoyable enough book, although perhaps not quite as good as the first one - it felt less <i>finished</i> somehow as if it merely trailed off rather than being properly completed. Also, like the first book in the series it is sprinkled with anachronistic expressions - I very much doubt, for instance, that Victorian ladies and gents went around assuring one another that they felt fine…
Still, it was good enough that I'll go on to read the third one, which is already on my TBR pile.
This a beautifully written novel, in language which is often poignant and rather poetic. I did find the first third of the book to be quite slow, and so it took me a little while to settle into it. Eventually however I became quite immersed into the lives of Katherine and Frederick Merrill.
This is a biographical novel, a novel written about the author's own grandparents. It is therefore hard to know where exactly the fiction begins and the biographical nature of the story ends, and how important this is to the reader I can't decide. This must have been an incredibly important book for this young author to write, there must have been a sort of healing in the act of laying bare the facts of his grandparents difficult marriage. Set mainly in New Hampshire in 1962 - this is the story of Katherine and Frederick Merrill, of Frederick's mental illness and incarceration in a psychiatric hospital, and how Katherine left behind managed keep things going.
Sometimes Katherine seems a bit hard, in her attitude to her husband locked away in the Mayflower asylum - but this is her coping mechanism - she is a still young woman with four daughters to bring up. She is alone, her own father, once supportive to her and her husband is now much less so, and is threatening to pull the plug on the bills, she has no idea when her husband will return, or in what condition. Meanwhile her husband is dependent upon the staff of his psychiatric hospital. Dr Canon - a deeply flawed man himself, subjects Frederick to electric shock treatment and solitary confinement - because Frederick knows a secret about him. Frederick is locked up with some deeply troubled and brilliant minds - these characters are fascinating, and help to bring the story to life. The story of the asylum, Dr Canon and his staff I found dreadfully sad, and no doubt horrifyingly authentic.