Rating: ***** (5/5)
Published: Atria Books, 2018
Format: Trade Paperback
Genre: Mystery
Source: Personal Collection
There’s something about Tom Fitzwilliam… The charismatic school head is much sought after to turn things around at bad schools. Every few years, he moves around the country with his wife and son, Freddy, rescuing institutions. His warmth and charm naturally attract women and even students. Most recently, he’s living “…in the iconic painted houses of Melville Heights.” while saving a school in Bristol.
Two doors down, Joey and her new husband Alfie have moved in with her brother Jack and his wife Rebecca. After a chaotic youth, Joey decides to try adulthood after the death of her and Jack’s mother. It isn’t long before she, too notices the captivating Tom a few houses over. From their vantage point, the residence of the painted houses have a view of the village below. And, it seems, everyone’s watching something.
While Joey is a flighty scatterbrain, she’s grounded by her brain-surgeon brother. Her husband is solid, and handsome, if a little flaky himself. Down in the village, a teenager named Jenna is struggling to keep her mentally unstable mother reigned in. But she’s convinced she’s being gang stalked and Tom is the ringleader. From his top floor bedroom, Freddie seems to know the comings and goings of everyone in the village. He’s not at all sinister, though. In fact, I found him to be my favorite character because he was not a typical teenager whatsoever.
Oh, did I mention someone was murdered in Tom Fitzwilliam’s kitchen? The events that precede the investigation eventually lead to the night in question, and everyone is pointing fingers at everyone else. It’s a riot. The characters are great, the mystery is solid, the connections are perfect, and I adored every page.
Also by Lisa Jewell: The Family Upstairs, Invisible Girl, and Then She Was Gone
In Defense of Coffee Table Books
Earlier this week, Christine posed the following question:
I do indeed have several dozen coffee table books (CTBs). Some were inherited, but most were of my choosing. Didn’t Barnes & Nobel have a big rack of CTBs heavily discounted? The ones I have acquired relate to subjects I’m genuinely interested in and serve as supplements to nonfiction topics I read widely. Example the first: The Romanovs. I have several that contain beautiful photos of the palaces they lived in, the numerous photographs they took, and their myriad family members.
Another example: I have read a LOT of Tudor books in my day, so I have some that relate to Medieval architecture and the monarchs of England (top left pic). I have plenty of art books because they contain gorgeous reproductions of paintings and whatnot (left center). I have a bunch of Beatles CTBs, books about obscure things like Brian Froud’s art that inspired Jim Henson films, CTBs about music inherited from my dad, and other odd topics (bottom left).
And then there are the books about books (right). One can never have too many of those and one never tires of flipping through those illustrations or lists.
So there it is. I am a confessed CTB reader and appreciator. I like them because they add visual interest and tend to be pretty fascinating compilations on a particular topic accompanied by quality illustrations. I hope Christine uses this as a prompt to at least explore the possibilities. (Hint: start at used book stores or remainder shops.)
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