#AudioBookReview: Desire and the Deep Blue Sea by Olivia Dade

#AudioBookReview: Desire and the Deep Blue Sea by Olivia DadeDesire and the Deep Blue Sea (Love Unscripted, #1) by Olivia Dade
Narrator: Joy Nash
Format: audiobook, ebook
Source: purchased from Amazon
Formats available: paperback, ebook, audiobook
Genres: contemporary romance, romantic comedy
Series: Love Unscripted #1
Pages: 142
Length: 3 hours and 20 minutes
Published by Dreamscape Media, Hussies & Harpies Press on March 10, 2026
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They're pretending. Until they aren't.

Thomas McKinney has never wanted a woman the way he wants Callie Adesso. Since she started working alongside him at the Colonial Marysburg Research Library, he's spent his desk shifts fumbling pencils, tripping over his own feet, and struggling to remember both the Dewey Decimal System and the existence of her inconvenient boyfriend. Now, however, Callie is suddenly single--and in need of a last-minute faux-boyfriend for an episode of HATV's Island Match. Thomas is more than happy to play the part...and in the process, convince Callie that a week together isn't nearly long enough.
Callie has never found a man as irritating as she finds Thomas. He may be brilliant, kind, and frustratingly handsome, but the absent-minded librarian also makes every workday an anxiety-inducing exercise in stress. Even seven days in paradise by his side won't change her opinion of him. Really. No matter how attentive he is. And gentle. And sexy.
One plane ride later, the two of them are spending long, hot days under the sun and on display, pretending to be in love for a television show. This may be a vacation, but it's also an act--as well as Thomas's last chance to persuade the woman of his dreams to include him in hers. And soon, the island heat isn't the only thing steaming up HATV's cameras...

My Review:

I picked this up because when I like this author’s work, I really, really like it. When it doesn’t work for me it really doesn’t. This one was short, looked sweet, and I needed an audiobook just like it to balance against the serial killer crime thriller I was reading. And it’s short, which was perfect for the time I had.

Sometimes, that’s just how reading decisions get made.

The audio interpretation of the story, read by Joy Nash, was well done. It’s just 3 hours and 20 minutes so I had high hopes for something sweet and spicy like the author’s All By My Elf holiday romance, with just a bit more length and depth.

And I realize that I’m talking all around this, which is something that both characters in the story do. Callie because exposing her feelings causes her anxiety, and Thomas because he’s trying way too hard to be subtle.

In other words, they spend a LOT of the story talking past each other – not because the other isn’t listening, but because the speaker is trying so hard not to upset the other that they’re not saying the important things they really, REALLY need to say.

The idea of this had so much potential. It’s a fake dating, forced proximity romance with a few interesting twists. Callie’s application to be on a reality cable TV show about romantic couples sampling Caribbean resorts was meant to be with her boyfriend. Who JUST broke up with her as the final arrangements are being made.

Callie wants the vacation SO BAD that she latches onto the idea of pretending that her co-worker is her brand new boyfriend. The problems with this idea are LEGION. Not just the idea of fake dating but that Thomas has made her six month tenure at the Colonial Marysburg Research Library a terrible experience. She literally cries after every shift. Not because he’s mean or a douche or anything obvious, but because he’s an oblivious mess who takes all the interesting, time-consuming reference questions and leaves her with long lines of trivia and anger.

(The description of library work is spot on. Thomas is a terrible co-worker. He may, or may not, be a terrible human being but he’s in the wrong job or at least the wrong part of the job.)

But this is who she chooses to pretend to date so she can have her vacation. I mean, the way she describes him he’s certainly a hunk, but handsome is as handsome does and Thomas, at least so far, doesn’t.

It turns out that their relationship is a ginormous misunderstandammit. He’s more than a bit single-minded, but the problem is that his single mind is fixated on Callie. He’s been in love – or at least in lust – with her from the moment they met.

But his attempts to get close to her been disastrous on multiple levels because he’s pre-decided what she would want instead of asking her what she actually wants.

And she’s incapable of telling him just how much he’s making her miserable because confrontation makes her even more miserable.

That this is who she chooses to take on her dream vacation, without expecting it to turn into a nightmare, is bound to, well, end in disaster. Or at least, middle there.

Then it gets better.

Escape Rating B-: I’ll admit that this came very close to being a wall-banger, and not in any of the good ways. The issues in their relationship are such a HUGE misunderstandammit, and I always have problems with the contrivance of those.

What saved that part of the story was that their misunderstandings could not have been resolved by any conversation that would be simple for either of them. Their respective, deep-seated issues just made opening that can of worms a dangerous idea. So they kept not doing it to both of their detriments – and to the detriment of the first half of the story.

Howsomever, there’s also something about their relationship that doesn’t make sense. On the one hand, when Thomas describes how he thinks and feels about Callie, it’s some of the most romantic stuff I’ve ever read. It’s no wonder that Callie wants to explore a relationship with a guy who’s just so sweet and sincere and obviously loves her to bits and desires her to the ends of the earth.

The problem on my other hand is that they already have a relationship as co-workers and it’s TERRIBLE. That he’s had all these feelings all along and kept them to himself makes sense because she was in a relationship with someone else. But his behavior at work resulted in multiple awful situations and feelings on her part, and nothing gets resolved before their romance starts, then he hears the truth and it stutters to a stop – as it should.

I wanted them to figure themselves – and each other – out. But it’s a big stumbling block towards that HEA that we don’t have enough background to  know what made either of them tick their particular set of uncommunicative tocks. It doesn’t feel like either set of issues is half as easily resolved as they were in the story, because they were not trivial at all.

I’m glad they did find their way towards a happy ending that involved a lot of changes on both their parts. But there’s a big part of me that thinks it shouldn’t have happened at all and I’m having a hard time letting that part go.

As always, your reading mileage may vary.

Howsomever, I’m still  hooked on this author, so I’ve got the second book/audiobook in the Love Unscripted series, Tiny House, Big Love, cued up for a near-future reading/listening adventure. Especially since it’s a book based around choosing a new home. Since we’re currently renovating ours, and that’s been an adventure all by itself, I’m curious to see how much help or hindrance an old love and a new cable TV channel can add to THAT mix!

A+ #AudioBookReview: Propaganda Girls by Lisa Rogak

A+ #AudioBookReview: Propaganda Girls by Lisa RogakPropaganda Girls: The Secret War of the Women in the OSS by Lisa Rogak
Narrator: Samara Naeymi
Format: audiobook, ebook
Source: purchased from Amazon, purchased from Audible
Formats available: hardcover, ebook, audiobook
Genres: American History, U.S. history, women's history, World War II
Pages: 225
Length: 6 hours and 1 minute
Published by Macmillan Audio, St. Martin's Press on March 4, 2025
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The incredible untold story of four women who helped win WWII by generating a wave of black propaganda.
Betty MacDonald was a 28-year-old reporter from Hawaii. Zuzka Lauwers grew up in a tiny Czechoslovakian village and knew five languages by the time she was 21. Jane Smith-Hutton was the wife of a naval attaché living in Tokyo. Marlene Dietrich, the German-American actress and singer, was of course one of the biggest stars of the 20th century. These four women, each fascinating in her own right, together contributed to one of the most covert and successful military campaigns in WWII.
As members of the OSS, their task was to create a secret brand of propaganda produced with the sole aim to break the morale of Axis soldiers. Working in the European theater, across enemy lines in occupied China, and in Washington, D.C., Betty, Zuzka, Jane, and Marlene forged letters and “official” military orders, wrote and produced entire newspapers, scripted radio broadcasts and songs, and even developed rumors for undercover spies and double agents to spread to the enemy. And outside of a small group of spies, no one knew they existed. Until now.
In Propaganda Girls, bestselling author Lisa Rogak brings to vivid life the incredible true story of four unsung heroes, whose spellbinding achievements would change the course of history.

My Review:

The “propaganda girls” of this book’s title didn’t just want to “See what the boys in the back room will have,” as Marlene Dietrich, the most famous of those “girls” frequently sang in her pre- and post-war nightclub acts AND to “Her Boys” during her USO tours, they wanted a chance to BE those boys. Not for the drinking and carousing – not that they didn’t – but for the work and the freedom to use their gifts to their full potential without being shoved into corners labelled “women’s work”.

[Marlene Dietrich, somewhere in France, sitting on the ground with soldiers in an audience, at the foot of a platform stage] 1944.
Betty MacDonald, Barbara “Zuzka” Lauwers, Jane Smith-Hutton and Marlene Dietrich had each gone beyond the work that was considered “suitable” for women in the years before the war. Betty was a newspaper reporter, Zuzka a linguist, Jane a diplomat’s wife and translator, and Marlene Dietrich was Dietrich, one of the most famous people in the world. They were, to a woman, ambitious, intelligent, driven AND stifled in the 1930s.

Then the war happened to the world, and suddenly there was a need for people like them, including women like them, to think WAY outside of any box to end the war faster – no matter how underhanded their work might seem in peacetime or how many corners they’d have to cut or rules they’d have to break to get the job done.

Their job, specifically, as members of the Morale Office of the Office of Strategic Services (OSS), was to create and distribute – however possible – “black” propaganda. In other words, these women and their colleagues were the ‘spin doctors’ of the war. But they didn’t just slant the news and the leaflets and the radio broadcasts to make the situation for the Allies look a bit better than it was and the situation for the Axis to look just that much worse than it was.

Jane Smith Hutton during her six-month captivity in the US Embassy in Tokyo in 1941-42

Oh, no, that would have been too easy. Perhaps also a bit too honest. And also, “white” propaganda was somebody else’s job. The “propaganda girls” and the rest of the Morale Office didn’t just slant the news and everything else – their job was to make it up out of a whole cloth of plausibility and authentic, if stolen, material, wrap it around a slanted truth, and drop the whole thing out of a plane in the form of leaflets, or send volunteer POWs over the line to put it in soldiers’ latrines, or broadcast it as altered, morale-sapping songs sung by Germany’s own voice of nostalgia and regret, Marlene Dietrich.

In spite of the conditions under which they all worked, everything from shortages of food to eat and supplies to create their handiwork, nightly bombings and frequent blockades, or the all too common quashing of their efforts by military men who either couldn’t tolerate the way that OSS bent all their precious rules of warfare, couldn’t abide that women were the ones doing that bending, or both, they still got the job done, over and over again, no matter how little they were thanked or how seldom they were able to quantify their results.

And they had the time of their lives. Each and every one of them. Not because they were out having a party – they weren’t because the work was hard and grueling and frequently thankless. But because they had a purpose they could absolutely believe in, and had the most scope and independence they had ever had – or would ever have – in their entire lives to bring everything they had to a job that needed, and in fact cried out for, everything they were.

Reality Rating A+: I picked this up because I was looking for a book to fulfill the requirements for the Goodreads “Her Story” Challenge. (I love to read and I love to play games and the gamification of reading is catnip. Seriously.)

Barbara “Zuzka” Lauwers in 1944

This is the book that called to me, and I am ever so glad that I picked it. And equally glad that I chose to listen to it, because the audio, read by Samara Naeymi, was terrific. She brought a verve and a wry smirk and a bit of a smile to the stories of each of these women, and just about made me cry as the story got darker AND as each woman faced their conflicted emotions at the end of the war. Every single one of them wanted the war to end and the killing to stop, while recognizing that whatever the rest of their lives held, it wouldn’t be as fascinating, fantastic or challenging as what they’d just lived through.

None of them had been a great fit for the traditional woman’s role BEFORE the war – and their collective experience of what they could do outside of those expectations cut each of them to the quick. No time after may ever have been as dark – although for some it came close in a personal sense – but nothing would ever be as bright, either, and they all knew it.

As history, or to give it a more fitting name, ‘narrative nonfiction”, the story of the “propaganda girls” is eminently readable. It flows like a novel, and carries the reader along from one woman to another, from one theater of war to another, from one OSS station to another, with the kind of compulsion that keeps readers turning pages. The reader desperately wants to know what happened next and next to each of them, even though the broad brushstrokes of the war are already well known.

Part of that compulsion is that the story told here is one that we’re not all that familiar with. We all know it happened, or something like it, but not the details and not the personalities. In that sense, it reminds me a lot of the many stories about the female codebreakers of Bletchley Park. A history that was well-hidden for decades due to Britain’s stringent Official Secrets Act. Propaganda Girls also reads a lot like The Woman Who Smashed Codes, in the way that it shines a light on the contribution of a woman who worked in military intelligence during the war but whose contributions were often – at the time – attributed to her husband.

Also, I think readers who enjoy the World War II fiction of Kate Quinn and Sara Ackerman will be every bit as captivated by this nonfiction account as they have been by the fictional and fictionalized versions by those authors.

In short (which admittedly I seldom am) I had a terrific time with these Propaganda Girls. If you have the time and inclination, I highly recommend the audio experience so that you can really feel the story with the characters. The audio got me in the feels a lot more than I expected, and that made it just that bit more terrific. Because their experience of their war may have been a product of its time and place, but their experience of being a woman who wants more than the traditional roles available in a man’s world is more universal, and more relevant to the present, than any of us, here and now, ever wanted to see again in our own lifetimes. But we are all the same.

As absorbing and riveting as all of their stories were, that’s the part that lingers for this reader.

#AudioBookReview: Hot Chocolate on Thursday by Michiko Aoyama translated by E. Madison Shimoda

#AudioBookReview: Hot Chocolate on Thursday by Michiko Aoyama translated by E. Madison ShimodaHot Chocolate on Thursday (Marble Cafe, #1) by Michiko Aoyama
Translator: E. Madison Shimoda
Narrator: Ami Okumura Jones, Daniel Bunton, Nicky Talacko, Winson Ting
Format: audiobook, eARC
Source: purchased from Audible
Formats available: hardcover, ebook, audiobook
Genres: healing fiction, relationship fiction, translated fiction, world literature
Series: Marble Cafe #1
Pages: 208
Length: 3 hours and 36 minutes
Published by Hanover Square Press, Harlequin Audio on February 17, 2026
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Across a bridge in a quiet neighborhood in Tokyo, a seasonal cherry blossom sits on the river. Nearby is the Marble Cafe, where a woman writes in a notebook and a young waiter prepares her favorite hot drink. Both wonder about each other and about the other lives of the clientele who frequent this charming little cafe behind the trees...
Without even realizing it, we may touch and change someone else's life.
Taking a walk along the river, cooking the best tamagoyaki, ordering hot chocolate, forgetting to remove our nail polish... The small, everyday acts that we do can lead to unexpected encounters and reverberate far beyond your own circle and ultimately make a difference in the world.
Hot Chocolate on Thursday is a tapestry of slice-of-life moments that each open and close with a woman ordering her regular hot chocolate at the mysterious Marble Cafe. What happens in between will touch and swell your heart, as we connect with a community of untold unfolding lives.

My Review:

This interconnected collection of short stories begins, and ends, with a young woman arriving at the cozy little Marble Cafe in Tokyo to order a hot chocolate. On Thursday. Always on Thursday, always at 3 pm.

It makes a delightful little treat for her, for the cafe’s manager, and for the reader as well. Because the story in between that manager’s perspective of her and her regular visits at the beginning and her perspective at the end is every bit as round as a marble, just like the cafe’s name.

The story is passed from one character to the next, each linked to the one before and the one after. Taken as a whole, they represent a community holding hands, one to another – and occasionally stretching across – until the circle is complete – and neverending.

And it’s all due to one man’s, one Maestro’s, orchestration. Not in a negative or manipulative way, but through the links that he facilitates simply because he enjoys the thrill of discovering a new talent or just a new possibility within the circle of life.

It begins in the Maestro’s Marble Cafe, where he is hoping to find a full-time manager so that he can travel the world orchestrating meetings and connections – and just generally bringing people together and bringing both talent and joy to the attention of those who will appreciate them.

His new manager walks in off the street looking for a job, the Maestro hires him on sight and is off on his adventures – while the new manager makes the place his own and falls in love with the woman he calls ‘Miss Hot Chocolate’ for her weekly habit of coming in and brightening his day.

Between the two of them, Miss Hot Chocolate and her just as secret regard for the manager she thinks of as ‘Mr. Hot Chocolate’ for the caring way he treated a very young customer (and his father) who ordered hot chocolate the first time she visited the cafe, they connect to every other story.

From that little boy and his frantic working mother and her artist husband, to the child’s teacher and her best friend, and outward to another artist, Miss Hot Chocolate’s best friend in Sydney, and around the circle of friendship and love and life.

As one of the characters says in the story, “All that breathes on this Earth is interconnected.” A truth that is delightfully portrayed by every story that begins with one young woman’s order of hot chocolate on Thursday.

Escape Rating B: When I’m in the right mood, looking for a reading – or in this case listening – pick-me-up but not wanting to dive into something big or deep or especially dark and depressing, I pick up one of these novellas. There are a LOT of them available in translation now, all inspired in one way or another by Before the Coffee Gets Cold.

They’re always a treat, whether entirely sweet as this one is or a bit bittersweet like Coffee – whether there’s as much chocolate in the story as this one has or not. This author’s first available book, What You Are Looking For Is In the Library, is still one of my favorites of the genre.

While this one doesn’t quite rise to that level, I did enjoy it just a bit more than I did The Healing Hippo of Hinode Park by the same author. However, I’m pretty sure that’s a ‘me’ thing as that book included several stories told from a child’s point of view where the narrators’ voicing didn’t quite match up to the child-like perspectives.

Hot Chocolate on Thursday worked particularly well on audio, as there are not one but four narrators who skillfully portrayed multiple characters in the story. (Consider this comment an abridged version of my usual rant about multi-cast audiobooks NOT including the details of who narrated which characters or sections. Because credit is certainly due!)

One of the things that worked really well in this collection is the way that the stories clearly linked to each other from the beginning. The links between the individuals, the Maestro, and the cafe were often subtle, with the full extent of the Maestro’s involvement not at all obvious until near the end, but that didn’t matter as the links between the stories – or rather between the people in the stories, were explicit without hitting the reader over the head.

In other words, the handoffs were very well done and the themes that emerged came about organically in a way that was just as sweet as the chocolate in the story. I enjoyed my listening to Hot Chocolate on Thursday, and it was just the right length for the time I had this week. Now I’m looking forward to my next visit to the Marble Cafe with Matcha on Monday, coming in July.

A+ #AudioBookReview: Inside Man by John McMahon

A+ #AudioBookReview: Inside Man by John McMahonInside Man (Head Cases, #2) by John McMahon
Narrator: Will Damron
Format: audiobook, eARC
Source: supplied by publisher via Edelweiss, supplied by publisher via Libro.fm
Formats available: hardcover, ebook, audiobook
Genres: mystery, suspense, thriller
Series: PAR Unit #2
Pages: 390
Published by Macmillan Audio, Minotaur Books on January 13, 2026
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In this sequel to McMahon's electrifying series debut, Head Cases, Gardner Camden and the PAR team return to investigate potentially connected cases.
FBI Agent Gardner Camden is an analytical genius with an affinity for puzzles. He and his squad of brilliant yet quirky agents make up the Patterns and Recognition (PAR) unit, the FBI’s hidden edge, brought in for cases that no one else can solve.
PAR’s latest case involves a militia group stockpiling weapons. When their confidential informant in the case is killed, it quickly becomes clear that the militia did not kill him.
As the squad looks into the evidence surrounding his murder, an unidentified man is caught on camera with their informant. This mystery man’s picture is connected to another case at the FBI, an unsolved series of murdered women, buried in the ground in north Florida. Could they have uncovered a serial killer? And if so, what is his connection to their C.I.?
As PAR juggles an investigation into both the dead women and the militia, they enroll a new informant, only to find the case escalating in dangerous ways. How will PAR handle a case that increasingly looks like a terrorist plot? And in the serial case, with no puzzles or witnesses, and few leads, how will a group set up to decode riddles be successful?

My Review:

The first book in this series, Head Cases, set up the characters and the structure of the FBI unit they work in, the Patterns and Recognition Unit, or PAR. They’re the ‘head cases’, the freaks, the ones who solve cold cases that defy ordinary investigative methods because something about the case isn’t ordinary – and neither are they.

PAR is also a collection of agents who have pissed off the brass in ways that are not firing offenses. Like shooting into a pattern that read F-U-C-K C-O-N-G-R-E-S-S on the wall of targets at a federal gun range, while a senator was visiting said gun range. That sort of thing isn’t a crime, it isn’t illegal, but it is guaranteed to get someone sent to the equivalent of career Siberia. Or, in the case of this series, PAR.

In Head Cases, the unit was led by a senior FBI agent named Frank Roberts. But Frank kept too many secrets from his own team in the hopes of getting a supervisory assignment back out in the wider – and more respected – parts of the FBI before the PAR Unit got closed down. He made his own escape path and kind of left the rest of ‘his’ team hung out to dry.

Except the rest of that team, spearheaded by Agent Gardner Camden, solved the serial killings, saved the day, the PAR Unit and literally saved Frank’s ass. Frank got his reward back home in Texas, and Gardner got the supervisory position, always aware that the unit was one step away from being disbanded if they didn’t deliver.

Camden, often referred to by his fellow FBI agents as THE head case among the head cases, knows that his strengths lie in figuring out the pattern and not in supervision. Or management, or office politics. He’s doing his best, working with the skills he does have, to make it work. And it mostly does.

At least until their current case threatens to blow itself sky high. They’ve spent three months following a fraud, guns and racketeering case. A big one involving fraudulent unemployment accounts – and the money paid into those accounts, illegal arms sales, and domestic terrorism – facilitated by those illegal arms sales bought with those illegally gotten funds. It’s a criminal enterprise that crosses at least one state line (Florida to Georgia and back) and has left behind a trail of bodies – and will leave more if their leader’s plans and ambitions continue on the track he’s already laid out.

The FBI’s confidential information or CI (read that as either ‘inside man’ or snitch) has heard rumors about this domestic terrorism militia purchasing several thousand kits to make ‘ghost guns’ that would have no true manufacturer or serial number. (It’s a loophole in the law and it’s being exploited, potentially to devastating effect.) It’s the FBI’s mission to find those kits and stop them from being turned into guns before they start firing.

Which is when the case goes pear-shaped. (I can’t say it goes south as they are already nearly as far south in Florida as they can get.) They find their snitch shot dead in his trailer, along with plenty of evidence, including CASH, related to the financial parts of the case.

He wasn’t shot by the people he’s snitching on, or they’d have removed the evidence. They also wouldn’t be on the way to check in with the guy and figure out why HE hasn’t been checking in. So who killed the snitch? And how can they keep the case from blowing up and taking their careers and who knows how many innocent lives, along with them?

Camden and the PAR Unit know there must be a pattern, They just have to find it. Whether or not anyone in the FBI thinks it has anything at all to do with the case they started with. Because it must.

Escape Rating A+: This is a story that I began in audio, and was certainly enjoying in audio. The narration by Will Damron was very well done and he did an excellent job of sounding like I expected Camden to sound while still giving the rest of the characters their own distinct voices. But I got caught between the dilemma that the audio was good but my reading is considerably faster, and I couldn’t stand the idea of waiting over a weekend to continue the story. So I switched to text and couldn’t put the thing down.

That being said, I picked this up in the first place because I fell headlong into the first book in this series, Head Cases, late last summer. I was absolutely riveted AND it was also a case of the ‘right book at the right time’ to the nth degree. So I grabbed the eARC of the second book up before I was even finished with the first one. I knew it was going to be THAT good. And it was.

Very much like the first book, what makes this case interesting is the way that it spirals outward in directions that no one, including the team doing the investigating, expects AT ALL. They think they’ve got one thing, and they do have to deal with that thing because the idea of a gang of domestic terrorists with ghost guns shooting up Washington DC should give anyone pause. That it particularly gives ALL the federal agencies that would either be caught in the crossfire or whose lives and careers will be toast if they fail to stop it from happening an absolute mania to catch the would-be terrorists before they strike another round of terror is exactly what one would expect. And should.

However, as big as that crime is/would be/could be, it’s not what’s driving the PAR Unit. Their search for their CI’s killer has uncovered a serial killer. Their skills at pattern recognition have unearthed several body dumping sites. They’re off on an entirely different – and not completely sanctioned – race than the one the rest of the FBI is on, yet they’re involved in both up to their necks.

It’s fascinating – and not done all that often in fiction – to see this small unit try to work two high priorities at the same time. They can’t – and in real life probably wouldn’t be – focused entirely on a single case no matter how important. Also the way that resources are allocated at the level above them shines a spotlight on how upper level priorities affect funding which affects focus on what the political powers-that-be believe is most important.

So there was a lot going on throughout this whole story, and it kept me reading long after I should have quit for the night. I had to see what happened next – and what ultimately did or did not tie the two cases together. Because they shouldn’t have been but they absolutely were.

Part of what makes the series compelling to follow are the personalities of the members of the PAR Unit itself. They each bring a whole lot of quirks, a fair bit of irreverence regarding authority, and a lot of widely different experience to the table. They do an excellent job of filling the roles of a classic “five-man band”, especially when they get their fifth member back as this story progresses.

But speaking of the characters, it’s impossible for me to read Gardner Camden’s series without thinking of George Cross’ series that begins with The Dentist. I held off on reading my next book in THAT series until I finished this book because they are a bit too similar – even though they’re not actually as much alike as one might think.

Both Camden and Cross are on the autism spectrum, and both seem to be in the same part of that spectrum. Highly intelligent, often hyper focused, with low emotional affect and engagement. In other words, what was referred to as Asperger’s syndrome not that long ago and both would have been labelled so as children as they are both in their mid-to-late 30s. Both went into police work, but Camden with the FBI in the US and Cross on a local level in Britain. It would seem like their stories should be similar, and there are similarities, but not as many as the reader might think going in as their approaches to both themselves and the world they live in are different.

Cross is aware that he is different, but he expects the world and everyone around him to bend in order to work with those differences. His world revolves around himself and he believes that everyone else should make the adjustments. Camden, very much on the other hand, while he is just as certain of who he is and how he works best, also recognizes that the world is not made for him anymore than he is made for it. He adapts as much as he can to the way things work, and is very aware of when his hyperfocus gets in the way of getting the human-facing parts of the job done. In this book he is the supervisor of the PAR Unit, and is all too cognizant of that fact that he is no good at playing politics, and that he has to find a way to be a leader for the team and a mentor for their rookie whether those things are natural for him or not, if he wants to keep the job.

So this book managed to both give me a lot to think about, as I couldn’t stop comparing Camden to Cross, at least inside the confines of my own head, and I couldn’t stop reading late into the night/morning because I had to find out not just ‘whodunnit’ but who done each of the parts of the ‘it’ the PAR Unit was following.

I had a grand reading time, so I was just a bit sorry to read at the end that the author has a lot of writing irons in the fire and while he intends to come back to PAR, he isn’t exactly sure about when. While I’ll need to look up his other series, AND look for whatever direction his work takes him, in the meantime if I want to scratch at least around this particular itch I’m glad that I have more of the Cross series to read – and most likely soon because I’ve got a book hangover that needs to be assuaged somehow.

A- #AudioBookReview: Accidentally Yours by Christina Lauren

A- #AudioBookReview: Accidentally Yours by Christina LaurenAccidentally Yours by Christina Lauren
Narrator: Dominique Salvacion, Andrew Gibson
Format: audiobook, ebook
Source: borrowed from Amazon Kindle Unlimited
Formats available: ebook, audiobook
Genres: contemporary romance, romantic comedy, workplace romance
Series: Improbable Meet-Cute: Second Chances #1
Pages: 93
Length: 1 hour and 44 minutes
Published by Amazon Original Stories on January 20, 2026
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Serendipity works wonders for a woman and her seemingly unattainable crush in a funny and flirty short story by Christina Lauren, New York Times bestselling author of The Unhoneymooners and My Favorite Half-Night Stand.
When marketing consultant Veronica accidentally crashes the wrong Zoom meeting and brutally critiques their presentation, she’s shocked to receive a job offer from the company’s intriguing CEO. Their professional email exchanges quickly turn flirty, but Veronica’s mind keeps drifting to her reserved but gorgeous new neighbor. As Valentine’s Day approaches, she’ll discover that sometimes the most improbable meet-cute can lead to the perfect match.
Christina Lauren’s Accidentally Yours is part of The Improbable Meet-Cute: Second Chances, stories for star-crossed lovers and hopeless romantics. They can be read or listened to in one sitting. Let’s do it again.

My Review:

In case it’s not obvious, this week kind of fell apart for me. Or ON me. I read something really heavy over the weekend and needed something TOTALLY light and fluffy to counteract the gloom. And I sorta/kinda promised myself I’d read a romance this week – because Valentine’s Day was last weekend and it seemed like the thing to do.

Which led me straight to Improbable Meet-Cute Second Chances, the Valentine’s Day collection from Amazon Original Stories for Valentine’s Day 2026. I expected to get a short, sweet, listening treat to pick up my week, and that’s EXACTLY what I got with Accidentally Yours.

Although I’m not quite sure about the “second chances” part of this collection’s formula as it relates to this story. The “meet-cute”, absolutely. But a second chance, not exactly. The romance between Veronica Cochran and Jude Tilde wasn’t so much a second chance as two SIMULTANEOUS opportunities at their first one. Let me explain…

Veronica Cochran is a marketing genius. Really, truly. But the company who practically wined and dined her to get her onboard after her MBA program turned out to be just another gang of entitled, misogynistic, techbros who were happy to take her ideas but never give her the credit, the promotion or the BONUSES she deserved. Then they let her go with a measly six months severance which she knows she’s going to wait forever to receive.

Job hunting is brutal, and she’s pretty much down on the whole experience. Her savings are running low, her ancient refrigerator is dying, her nibling destroyed her laptop and her office chair sounds like it’s about to wheeze its last. So she isn’t exactly filled with hope when she logs into her next job interview. Which is when the situation surprisingly starts looking up.

Not because it’s her interview – but because it ISN’T. Instead, it’s a session full of techbros who sound just like the ones at her old company. The group is going through a marketing slide deck that is SO BAD, SO VERY BAD, that she takes her name off her Zoom presence and lets her inner snark monster out to play. To delightfully devastating effect.

She tells this ‘pitch’ of techbros (I had to look up the collective noun because they needed one and it’s just too apropos in this case) just how terrible the slide deck is in no uncertain – but certainly professional and absolutely on point – terms. She lets them have the full effect of her genius on their marketing lameness then drops the mic and peaces out of the chat.

Leaving Veronica feeling much better about pretty much everything. Admittedly, these weren’t the techbros that disregarded her for four years – but they were close enough for her epic vent to let off some serious steam.

She leaves the techbros slack-jawed on both Zoom and their actual Slack channel, trying to figure out who she is and whether or not she’s available to be hired as THEIR marketing genius. Because Veronica Cochran is exactly what Codify.com and its new CEO need for their company.

All it’s going to take to get her onboard is a hefty monthly consulting contract, a brand-new state of the art laptop, and the office chair of her dreams.

The chemistry between Veronica and Jude, well, that’s extra. As they eventually find out – it’s extra times two.

Escape Rating A-: This turned out to be exactly the light and fluffy and frothy reading pick-me-up I was looking for. The way that Veronica and Jude banter their way into romance meant that it worked especially well on audio, as ably batted back and forth by Dominique Salvacion as Veronica and Andrew Gibson as Jude.

The romance between Veronica and Jude happens, not in two time streams or time periods, but through two entirely different mediums at the same time. Initially, all of their communication is electronic – and mostly professional. With admittedly a bit of casual, sometimes snarky, occasionally flirty, banter. But still, they have a business relationship. I can’t say it’s a workplace romance because there’s no workPLACE. It’s potentially a bit squicky, so they take that slow because they both recognize that they need each other professionally no matter how interesting they find each other personally.

Their entire relationship is conducted through a technical intermediary. They’ve never met. They’ve never seen each other’s faces. And it’s just when they make plans to do exactly that that the situation nearly goes off the rails.

Because they have seen each other’s faces, and whole entire persons, and have very much liked what they’ve seen. They just don’t know each other’s names. They live in the same North Loop apartment building in Chicago. She’s 4C and he’s 2C. They’ve seen each other in the lobby plenty of times white seemingly their entire building gathers, waiting for their surprisingly friendly and clockwork-like mail carrier to arrive every afternoon at 2.

They don’t know each other’s names until a piece of his mail finds its way into her mailbox on their mail carrier’s day off. And it’s while she knows but he doesn’t that she hears something that makes her wonder if she’s really ever known him at all.

But she has and she does so of course in the end they figure everything out and it makes for lovely and well-earned happy ever after.

The way this story works itself out – and keeps its would-be lovers apart and unaware in a way that does actually work – reminded me a lot of stories from two of the holiday story collections, specifically All Wrapped Up in You by Rosie Danan from Home Sweet Holidays in 2025 and Only Santas In the Building by Alexis Daria from 2024’s Under the Mistletoe. So if you like this kind of story, the way that the would-be lovers manage to get to know each other without knowing each other, all three stories are sweet little treats. I’m glad I picked this one up when I needed one.

And just as glad that I have the other stories in this collection (along with last year’s Improbable Meet-Cute) to look forward to the next time I need a short and sweet romance to pick me up and tide me over a slump of any kind!

#AudioBookReview: The Murder at World’s End by Ross Montgomery

#AudioBookReview: The Murder at World’s End by Ross MontgomeryThe Murder at World's End (Stockingham & Pike, #1) by Ross Montgomery
Narrator: Joe Jameson, Derek Jacobi
Format: audiobook, eARC
Source: supplied by publisher via Edelweiss, supplied by publisher via Libro.fm
Formats available: hardcover, ebook, audiobook
Genres: historical fiction, historical mystery, mystery
Series: Stockingham & Pike #1
Pages: 336
Length: 9 hours and 59 minutes
Published by HarperAudio, William Morrow on January 6, 2026
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Secrets, murder, and mayhem collide as this unlikely sleuthing duoan under-butler and a foul-mouthed octogenarianhunt a killer in a manor sealed against the end of the world.
Cornwall, 1910. On a remote tidal island, the Viscount of Tithe Hall is absorbed in feverish preparations for the apocalypse that he believes will accompany the passing of Halley's Comet. The Hall must be sealed from top to bottom—every window, chimney, and keyhole closed off before night falls. But what the pompous, dishonest Viscount has failed to take into account is the danger that lies within... By morning, he will be dead in his sealed study, murdered by his own ancestral crossbow.
All eyes turn to Steven Pike, Tithe Hall's newest under-butler. Fresh out of Borstal for a crime he didn't commit, he is the wrong man in the wrong place at the wrong time. His unlikely ally? Miss Decima Stockingham, the foul-mouthed, sharp as a tack, eighty-year-old family matriarch. Fearless and unconventional, she relishes chaos and puzzles alike, and a murder is just the thrill she's been waiting for.
Together, this mismatched duo must navigate secret passages, buried grudges, and rising terror to unmask the killer before it's too late...

My Review:

This isn’t merely a “locked room” mystery in the classic, “Golden Age” tradition, it goes two steps further to being a locked mansion and even a locked island mystery. Admittedly, by way of a day trip to, well, Crazytown.

Because Viscount Conrad Stockingham-Welt is out of his very tiny mind – not that he’d ever admit either that his mind is tiny or that he’d left all sense behind. He believes he’s a scientific genius. Then again, he also believes that the gases in the tail of Halley’s Comet are poisonous and that the Earth’s imminent 1910 transit through the comet’s tail is going to wipe out all life on the planet.

Except for the few members of Conrad’s family and staff that he has invited to his remote estate off the coast of Cornwall – at World’s End – to wait out the event sealed into the house with him, cut off from the outside world. Literally and figuratively, as Tithe Hall is on a spit of land that will be cut off from the mainland by the tides, AND because he’s ordered that every single person in the house be sealed ALONE into their rooms by blocking all the windows, doors, and even the keyholes from anything outside.

The scientific establishment of the day would tell him he was wrong – no matter how much of a panic the comet is causing in the newspapers and among the general populace. The scientific community certainly knows better and if Conrad were as much of a leading light in that community as he claimed, then he should have as well. Instead, even his non-scientific relatives are certain he’s lost the plot completely. But he controls all the family money and estates, and if he’s wrong that will be proven in the morning when the world survives the cataclysm he believes is coming.

Not that Conrad will be alive to deal with his mistaken beliefs. Because someone at Tithe Hall has taken advantage of the confusion to kill the odious man, leaving an obvious murder victim (no one can shoot a crossbow bolt into their OWN eye), a locked room, a confounding puzzle, and a plethora of possible suspects who should all be in the clear because they were all sealed inside their own rooms.

Except for two people. Either of whom should make a dandy scapegoat for the incompetent police inspector assigned to the case. And he certainly does try. But Decima Stockingham and Steven Pike are more than a match for a glory-seeking incompetent. And even for a diabolically clever murderer.

The Bayeaux Tapestry (late 11th century) depicting Halley’s Comet arrival in 1066

Escape Rating B+: This is going to be one of the most mixed of mixed feelings reviews. I feel as if I’m on the horns of multiple dilemmas with this book, and that I’m literally being poked by every single one of those horns.

The mystery itself is compelling, riveting, and all of the things it should be. I’m not quite sure it’s exactly a fair play mystery like the Golden Age mysteries that it pays homage to, but it does an excellent job of keeping the reader guessing until almost the very last page.

I mean, I was starting to get glimmers really close to the end, but I wasn’t there yet until the villain finally revealed their previously hidden hands and motives.

Part of what makes this much fun is that the victim so obviously deserved it. And had, in fact, spent decades courting it even as they counted on their privilege to keep it from happening. He was such a complete arsehole – even beyond what we see in the story’s current events – that it’s not a surprise that one of his many victims took the opportunity he handed to them on a silver platter to do him in.

Howsomever, what kept bogging the pace down was the choice of perspective. Or rather, both of the choices of perspective. The story is told from the first-person point of view of Steven Pike, the brand-new under-footman who arrives just as Tithe Hall is closing down for the comet. On the one hand, Pike’s lack of knowledge of or investment in any of the characters makes him a perfect outside observer for the very much insider events. OTOH, he’s an ex-con, a secret that the butler seems to be willing to keep for him. Which leaves Pike a) beholden to the butler in a really big way; and b) scared out of his wits every single minute once the murder is discovered because his outsider status AND his big secret make him an easy scapegoat for everyone.

Because we’re in Pike’s head (very much so with the excellent vocal narration by Joe Jameson) we suffer with him every time he panics internally. And he panics a lot for very good reasons. Howsomever, he panics a LOT.

Being inside his head makes us empathize with him, which means that we feel it whenever he or any of the Hall’s servants get mistreated – which is all the time. They’re treated abominably, expected to cook and clean and bow and scrape, verbally abused at every single turn, AND expected to be grateful for it. (I’m still reflexively cringing at my own past reading of mysteries like this one where that behavior was common and expected and this reader didn’t bat an eye at it.)

There’s also a second narrator, a third person omniscient perspective, who is both observing the movements of the murderer in the shadows AND reading the (real, true) newspaper headlines of the time period. That second narrator is voiced by Sir Derek Jacobi, and, while I enjoyed his parts of the story, I found myself wondering what he was doing here and how he was induced to do this. From a story perspective, the newspaper articles were informative but the attempt at adding suspense by showing the hidden killer’s movements worked less well, at least for this reader. (And Jacobi’s voice sounded a lot like he did when he played Claudius in I, Claudius way back when, which was both nostalgic and just a bit weird. YMMV)

What makes this story ultimately work – and keeps the reader following along – isn’t Pike because he’s not really the protagonist. He is not the one moving events – he’s just reacting to those events, often by quite reasonably quaking in his boots.

The protagonist, the true mover and shaker of this story, is eighty-year-old Decima Stockingham. She’s got a fouler mouth than any sailor, says “fuck” pretty much every other word with great vigor due to constant, extreme provocation by the world and everyone and everything in it – and is absolutely determined to solve the murder.

Just as Pike pushes Decima in her bath chair, she pushes Pike forward, out of his comfort zone, into extreme danger AND manages to corner the killer and save the day.

In the end, as much as the underpinnings of the story, along with Pike’s justified but constant refrain of “Oh, woe is me!” often slowed the pace down – the mystery itself is a delightfully twisted puzzle. It’s very much a combination of Agatha Christie’s And Then There Were None with the scientific misinformation and “locked island” vibes of Erik Larson’s No One Goes Alone, combined with the attitudes of the movie Gosford Park and the public panic of the War of the Worlds 1938 radio broadcast and an ending right out of the TV series Mrs. Bradley Mysteries featuring Dame Diana Rigg and Neil Dudgeon (Rigg was younger than Decima at the time and Dudgeon was a lot better able to stand up for himself than Pike but I think the resemblance between the relationships holds all the same).

All of which leads right into this being the first book in a projected series, featuring Decima Stockingham as a private detective and Steven Pike as her assistant and bath-chair pusher. I’m curious as hell to see how that’s going to go.

Grade A #AudioBookReview: Trailbreaker by Ruthie Knox and Annie Mare + #Giveaway

Grade A #AudioBookReview: Trailbreaker by Ruthie Knox and Annie Mare + #GiveawayTrailbreaker (Prairie Nightingale) by Ruthie Knox, Annie Mare
Narrator: Mia Hutchinson-Shaw
Format: audiobook, eARC
Source: supplied by publisher via NetGalley
Formats available: paperback, ebook, audiobook
Genres: domestic thriller, mystery, suspense, thriller
Series: Prairie Nightingale #2
Pages: 299
Length: 10 hours and 3 minute
Published by Thomas & Mercer on January 27, 2026
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Suspicions that a serial killer is terrorizing a pristine tourist spot draw a single mom and budding private investigator into a twisting and deepening mystery of secrets and murder.

Single mom and newly minted private investigator Prairie Nightingale has opened the doors of her Green Bay, Wisconsin, agency and is ready for work. She and her crew aren’t quite prepared for their first client, Bernie Dubicki, a notorious online journalist and not-altogether-reliable provocateur, who claims the idyllic vacation destination of nearby Door County is home to a serial killer.

She’s pinpointed four seemingly unrelated deaths that haven’t raised suspicions for anyone else. But when a college student vanishes, Bernie’s sizable retainer convinces Prairie to help connect the dots. And trusted, flirty FBI agent Foster Rosemare thinks Bernie might be onto something. Prairie never expected her first investigation to be so big—like Dateline big—but she does have an inquiring mind and a knack for seeing things no one else can.

In this case she’ll have to look deep—not only into the secrets of strangers, but into Door County’s woods—to solve a mystery decades in the making.

My Review:

I had missed the first book in the Prairie Nightingale series, Homemaker, when it came out last year. I have to confess that I probably bounced right off that title and didn’t look more deeply. (I REALLY don’t do domestic.)

About Last Night by Ruthie KnoxBUT, then I saw this tour, and did look more closely at the authors’ names and remembered that I loved both their books (About Last Night for Knox and The Story Guy for Mare writing as Mary Ann Rivers) but hadn’t picked up on anything new in a while. So I went back and picked up Homemaker and I absolutely ADORED it.

Clearly, you can’t judge a book by either its cover OR its title – and I should know better. (Not that I can’t be tempted by an intriguing one or the other.)

Trailbreaker picks up right where Homemaker left off. Well, sorta/kinda. Because it’s been a year for them, and not nearly as productive or profitable a year as they’d hoped. Prairie, Marian, Joyce and Emma started Prairie Hawk Investigations on a high after the successful – if tragic – conclusion of the Radcliffe case in Homemaker.

But they couldn’t use that case as a way of drumming up business. The credit went to law enforcement, and Prairie agreed not to talk about her contribution. A contribution without which the case would NEVER have been solved. But that’s Prairie all over.

The Story Guy by Mary Ann RiversOnly the people who know about Prairie’s involvement well, know. Along with some people who made it their business to know. And that’s where Bernie Dubicki comes in.

Bernie, an eccentric, wealthy, resident of Door County Wisconsin, KNOWS in her gut that something is wrong in HER county. But she can’t put her finger on exactly what – and neither can the legions of fans who follow her “Back Door” online newsletter and gossip sheet.

But Bernie has money to burn and Prairie Hawk desperately needs a new, paying, client so they can clean the literal mouse poop out of their office. Bernie thinks she’s going to run the investigation and micromanage Prairie Hawk every step of the way, because she’s a steamroller with a bee in her bonnet and that’s pretty much her modus operandi for living.

So she’s not surprised that Prairie Hawk takes her case – after all, her retainer check is going to keep them afloat for months and she knows it. But she is surprised – and eventually (EVENTUALLY!) respectful – when Prairie Nightingale takes the reins. Bernie hired them for their principles. But a LOT of their principles are firmly wrapped in standing their own ground and investigating a case their own way – regardless of what the client demands.

As much as the agency needs Bernie’s money, they’re not willing to compromise themselves or their ethics for it. That ground is hard won for all of them, and they’re not ceding it to a rich woman looking for validation of her pet conspiracy theories.

Which doesn’t mean that Bernie’s wrong about most – if not all of what she’s fixated on. There is something going on – including but not limited to incompetence or rug sweeping or corruption on the part of the Door County Sheriff’s department stretching back decades.

It’s going to take Prairie Hawk Investigations and every single resource they can bring to bear – especially themselves – to unknot the tangled web of coincidences, mysterious thefts, murders ruled accidents, and missing women to get to the heart of what – or who – has gone wrong in Door County’s backwoods.

And the clock is ticking, because the last victim of whatever or whoever this is, is still missing, PRESUMED dead a year after she disappeared. Miray Küçükgenç might still be alive. But the clock is ticking and it’s getting so loud that Prairie herself can’t stop hearing it. She’s determined to bring Miray home – whatever it takes and whoever it takes down along the way.

Escape Rating A: Trailbreaker was even better than Homemaker, which is saying something because I LOVED Homemaker a whole lot. What makes this one better, IMHO, is that Homemaker was, of necessity, a whole lot of setup for the series and for Prairie’s detective agency, Prairie Hawk Investigations.

THIS story is all about their first investigation as an official team. And it’s a doozy. (It was also so damn compelling – or compulsive – that as much as I was REALLY enjoying the audiobook narrated by Mia Hutchinson-Shaw, I couldn’t stop myself from continuing each day’s listen with even more reading. In the end I read as much as I listened. The audio was TERRIFIC, but reading is FAST.)

Part of what captivated me was the way that it grounds itself in what’s gone before while still moving forward. And I’m saying that even though that means that the place where this second book starts is with that ground in a bit of a hard freeze.

Because Prairie Hawk isn’t doing all that well a year after the events in Homemaker – and for reasons that are realistic on multiple levels. It’s not just that Prairie gave away the opportunity to publicize their foundational achievement in the Radcliffe case, but that her need to solve the puzzle, provide closure for the family, and especially to accommodate law enforcement, is very much part and parcel of how women are socialized. She’s expected to step back, and she does even though she already knows she shouldn’t.

And that issue is part of what makes Prairie Hawk’s contracts so stringent when it comes to standing their own ground, because it’s hard for all of them.

Also, for the past year, Prairie has let herself get dragged back into the self-effacing and self-erasing patterns of attending to every domestic crisis in her own household and not training her ex-husband to take the times and dates and responsibilities he AGREED to at the start of the business. The constant interruptions to Prairie’s time and derailments of Prairie’s business plans and work have consumed the agency – and it’s up to her not to keep falling into that.

We understand why she does because those old roles are comfortably familiar (if not always comfortable in any other sense) in a way that being the leader of her own business is not. But she’s exasperated her colleagues to the point where Bernie’s self-motivated intervention drops like a bomb into the middle of Prairie Hawk’s “come-to-Jesus” meeting with Prairie Nightingale about the way her domestic distractions are distracting their entire enterprise.

Which, by a circuitous route, leads back to the mouse poop on the conference room table and the team’s varying, but typical for each individual, reactions to it.

Bernie Dubicki serves as the team’s wake-up call in multiple ways. First and most obvious, she has a case for them, and enough money to make them think more than twice about doing anything other than taking it.

Bernie, herself is actually the biggest drawback to the case, almost but not quite enough to outweigh the size of her bankroll. On the one hand, Bernie’s very up front with the fact that she was looking for an all-woman detective agency that would actually LISTEN to her, because law enforcement clearly is not.

OTOH, Bernie is a steamroller, which is part of why law enforcement isn’t listening to her. If she were a man, her steamroller tendencies would be seen as the strength of conviction, but in a woman it’s all chalked up to over-reacting and a need for attention. (We’ve ALL heard that one before IRL.) At the same time, there’s a clear undercurrent that Bernie knows that Prairie Hawk is desperate for a case, and figures she can steamroller them into investigating HER pet theories and following HER lead and being HER mouthpiece.

So while Bernie’s case is the making of Prairie Hawk Investigation in a lot of ways, this case also prods Bernie into a whole lot of changes of her own. Not so much the making of Bernie as the remaking of Bernie with a bit more understanding of the people around her.

But it’s the case that keeps the reader following along with Prairie, possibly trying to put a foot on an imaginary accelerator for the story every bit as much and as often as Prairie is trying to pump on an imaginary brake when her daughter is driving – after said daughter side-swiped a pedestrian in her first attempt at taking her driving test.

The case is, just as the agency and the story itself are, female-centric, female-forward and female-focused. While it’s the last victim (so far and Prairie’s hoping to keep it that way) that has Prairie’s mom-senses tingling, the whole chain of crimes is not as equal opportunity as it appears on the surface in a really terrible way. Both men and women get robbed and murdered along this criminal’s path. But the men just get killed – the women get abducted and held, somewhere, for days or weeks or in the last case nearly a year so far. All the murders get chalked up to death by misadventure or accident, this missing persons cases get labelled as ‘running away’, but in the case of the women’s murders or disappearances evidence gets outright ignored that doesn’t fit the easiest theory.

It’s up to Prairie and her team to take Bernie’s conspiracy theories and set them aside, while still investigating the individual crimes that stretch back decades, to do the coordination that law enforcement seemingly can’t or won’t. Which they do. And it’s an absolute blast to watch them work, struggle with their internal issues and team-building, and work some more.

And get the job that no one else has managed to do, done. In time to save one missing young woman, while bringing closure to a whole bunch of grieving families AND putting the guilty behind bars.

Two final notes as I close. There’s one thing that nagged at me, and I recognize that it’s very much a ‘me’ thing but still. The ending of Prairie Hawk’s case was just right. It provided the best outcome for the victims and their families, rescuing the girl who could still be rescued, closing out several missing persons cases, providing a kind of emotional restitution to families who were told their loved one had committed suicide when they’d been murdered, etc., etc., along with putting Prairie Hawk Investigations back in the black and hopefully on track.

But I missed a scene I desperately wanted, where all those law enforcement agencies who did a ton of rug sweeping got hauled onto the carpet by someone and accepted – or rejected – delivery of a righteous lecture detailing just how badly they all effed up. Because they did. (Unless, of course, Prairie Hawk’s caseload is going to get built on picking up after law enforcement’s rug sweeping and effing up and in that case never mind.) I still wanted to see that message delivered by someone, even if it had to be FBI Agent Foster Rosemare and his semi-retired intelligence agent dad.

Second, I do enjoy the understated, hesitant, step forward and back romance between Prairie and Foster Rosemare. I’m not saying they should pick up the pace because it feels right this way under their circumstances. But there’s starting to be a feeling that what’s keeping the pace so slow is at least partly the long arm of coincidence inserting interruptions and taking him out of town at critical moments. That long arm can get brittle if it gets too long and starts seeming too coincidental. It’s not there yet but it is getting there. (My two cents and your reading mileage may vary.)

All in very much all in this case, I had an excellent reading/listening time with Prairie Nightingale and Trailbreaker. I wasn’t ready to let this book end at all – no matter how much I raced to find out how it ended. Which means that I’m thrilled that the next book in the series, Believer, is coming in September. I’m already looking forward to it.

I hope I’ve teased you sufficiently that you’ll give Prairie Nightingale’s investigations a try. And if you’d like to take another metaphorical tromp through the Door County backwoods after you finish Trailbreaker, take a look at Annelise Ryan’s Monster Hunter Mysteries, starting with A Death in Door County. Just something to tide you over while, like me, you’re itching for Prairie Hawk’s next case.

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A+ #AudioBookReview: Junkyard Riders by Faith Hunter

A+ #AudioBookReview: Junkyard Riders by Faith HunterJunkyard Riders (Junkyard Cats #5) by Faith Hunter
Narrator: Khristine Hvam
Format: audiobook, ebook
Source: purchased from Amazon, purchased from Audible
Formats available: paperback, ebook, audiobook
Genres: dystopian, post apocalyptic, urban fantasy
Series: Shining Smith #5
Pages: 163
Length: 4 hours and 46 minutes
Published by Audible Studios, Lore Seekers Press on January 20, 2026
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Shining Smith returns, taking on the “Dark Riders,” a paramilitary group motorcycle gang searching for Gov. political power, military connections, and alien tech. The Dark Riders are closing in on Shining’s secrets and, while she would rather nest in her new roadhouse, Shining must protect her own, once again taking the battle to the enemy.
Unfortunately, CAIT, the original AI on the junkyard’s crashed spaceship, has its own agenda buried in the ship’s code and choses this time to implement it. There is nothing Shining can do to stop it, except what she does best – plot an offensive, get her people in place, and hope Jolene can outsmart the virtual alter ego.
But the cataclysmic snowstorm crashing in with all the power and subtlety of Mateo in his WarBot suit could be the end of them all.

My Review:

There’s a major snowstorm crashing down on Shining’s head in this one – and bloody damn (as Shining herself would put it – I didn’t need the up-close-and-personal reminder of what’s headed my way in real life as it headed towards hers in brilliantly realized fiction.

I’m still here for the cats, six years and four books after the first utterly terrific book in this series, Junkyard Cats. Because Shining and her allies, the more-or-less humans AND the self-proclaimed “destructions of cats” have just gotten bigger and more badass as the series has evolved.

And so have their enemies.

In this fifth entry in the series, the hard-won more-or-less peace that Shining has sacrificed so much blood for, particularly in the previous book, Junkyard Roadhouse, has been disturbed by the advent of an unnamed motorcycle gang that Shining calls the “Dark Riders”. She’s sure they have a name, she just doesn’t know what it is – yet. She just knows that these “Dark Riders” are in the sex trafficking business and don’t care who they have to kill in order to get their “stock” or how willing they might be to “serve”. The Dark Riders are threatening territory that is under the protection of Shining and/or her allies, and have now turned their sights on the Junkyard Roadhouse. Not directly, not yet, but attempting to pick off some of their more remote trading partners.

Which Shining cannot allow, both as the threat to her independence that it definitely is, and because some of her own people are on site. And mostly because she promised protection so now she’s duty bound to deliver it.

That her enemy is a whole lot bigger and more powerful than even rival queen Clarice Warhammer  in Junkyard War just means that Shining is going to need a lot more allies to help take them down. Even if this time around she’s putting herself directly against the Gov and their military forces.

Especially if it’s the Gov and their military. She’ll just have to be a bit sneakier about how she brings them down. Or out. Or into the bright, shining light of exposure.

Even if bringing down a bigger and more powerful – and connected – foe is a good deed that is guaranteed not to go unpunished. That’s a problem for ‘later’ Shining, if she survives this time around. Which she bloody damn WILL.

Escape Rating A+: I’ve adored this series from that very first book, Junkyard Cats, and I haven’t changed my mind one bit as the series has continued. In fact, I think they’ve gotten better as they’ve gone along. They’ve certainly gotten bigger – not necessarily in length but in scope. With each book we see more of how this effed up future is, well, effed up. And it’s FUBAR, glorious and terrible all at the same time.

In my personal opinion, it’s also better in audio, but that’s a shade of better that’s really, really close. Narrator Kristine Hvam remains the perfect voice of Shining, she’s gritty and snarky, self-deprecating and over-confident, desperate and determined, always, always picking herself up off the ground to DEAL WITH IT whatever IT might be.

She makes hard decisions, lives with the even harder consequences, and Hvam’s voice perfectly captures Shining’s first-person, internal voice every step of the way. The one problem I have with the narration being just so damn good is that now that the ebooks are released simultaneously with the audio, I’m caught very sharply on the horns of the dilemma of whether I want to hear Shining’s voice more than I’m desperate to find out what happened.

It’s a bloody damn hard call every time. But that’s Shining Smith all over.

This entry in the series reads like the set up for the next phase of Shining’s ‘adventures’ – to use that term very loosely. Alternatively, it’s the opening campaign in Shining’s next war. Because she is at war. In the first three books (Junkyard Cats, Junkyard Bargain, Junkyard War), she was at war with rival queen Clarice Warhammer. The previous book, Junkyard Roadhouse, represented a consolidation of the gains and alliances Shining gathered for and as a result of Warhammer’s destruction.

Those gains included a lot of intel on bad actors in what passes for the US government in this post-apocalyptic dystopia, and that intel has led her to a bigger, better equipped enemy. Taking on the Gov, even in the clandestine fashion she does in this story, is going to take more than one book and a whole lot more firepower. Those Dark Riders are the tip of an iceberg that goes a lot deeper and further than even Shining and her tendency to imagine worst-case scenarios had imagined.

On the surface, Junkyard Riders is another fantastic Shining Smith adventure, for multiple definitions of the word ‘adventure’. It’s also the latest chapter in an ongoing saga that gets bigger as it goes – even though the length of the individual entries is still relatively short. On my third hand (and some of Shining’s allies actually have such a thing), this story represents both an expansion and an escalation in the best ‘Old Skool’ urban fantasy tradition. At the end of every story, Shining takes her bow with more resources, more weapons, more POWER than she had at the beginning. Which forces her next enemy to match and exceed her in order to have a shot at taking her down.

This entry in the series was fantastic AND did a fantastic job of setting up the next book. Hopefully this time next year if not, fingers crossed, just a bit sooner. Because I’m already there for it.

One final note because I can’t resist. A ‘destruction of cats’ is a collective noun for a group of wild and/or feral cats. The junkyard’s cats are not exactly feral, but they certainly are both wild AND destructive. Tufts, the queen of the junkyard’s cats, took that name for her clowder HERSELF. Because of course she did. And her Destruction has certainly earned the moniker. I can’t wait to see how THAT works out in the books to come. Because I’ve always been all in on this series for the cats. And they get more badass every book – right along with Shining Smith herself.

A- #AudioBookReview: Through Gates of Garnet and Gold by Seanan McGuire

A- #AudioBookReview: Through Gates of Garnet and Gold by Seanan McGuireThrough Gates of Garnet and Gold (Wayward Children, #11) by Seanan McGuire
Narrator: Cynthia Hopkins
Format: audiobook, eARC
Source: supplied by publisher via Edelweiss, supplied by publisher via Libro.fm
Formats available: hardcover, ebook, audiobook
Genres: fantasy, portal fantasy, urban fantasy, young adult
Series: Wayward Children #11
Pages: 149
Length: 4 hours and 33 minutes
Published by Macmillan Audio, Tordotcom on January 6, 2026
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A fan-favorite character returns in this action-packed instalment of the Hugo Award-winning Wayward Children series.
After Nancy was cast out of the Halls of the Dead and forced to enroll at Eleanor West's School for Wayward Children, she never believed she'd find her door again, and when she did, she didn't look back. She disappeared from the school to resume her place in the Halls, never intending to return.
Years have passed. A darkness has descended on the Halls, and the living statues who populate them are dying at the hands of the already dead. The Lord and Lady who rule the land are helpless to stop the slaughter, forcing Nancy to leave the Halls again, this time on purpose, as she attempts to seek much-needed help from her former schoolmates.
But who would volunteer to quest in a world where the dead roam freely?
And why are the dead so intent on adding to their number?

My Review:

Whenever I think of the Wayward Children series, I imagine of the chase scene from Monsters, Inc. that takes place in the vast, cavernous space where all the doors are stored. I want to see a place just like that in this series – but I KNOW that the doors that these wayward children go through, sometimes back through, and very occasionally stride through one more time – or even more – aren’t stored that way.

Because the doors in this series have way more sentience of their own than that.

Nancy’s story turns out to be the rarest of all. Once upon a time she left our world for the stillness of the Halls of the Dead, stumbled back through her door to this world in Every Heart A Doorway, but found her door again at the end of that story and returned to the place her heart called home – a life of quiet, still, contemplation in the Halls of the Dead.

At least until the hungry dead start eating her friends, the other living statues, and the Lady of the Dead uses her powers to shove Nancy back through the doors to this world, specifically back to the one place where she hopes that Nancy can find help for whatever has gone wrong in the Halls.

That door leads to Nancy’s old room at Miss West’s School – and it is a place where Nancy can indeed find help and succor. Even though the provision of that help is certain to break Miss West’s one supposedly hard and fast rule – “NO QUESTS”

Of course there will be a quest to save the place their friend’s heart calls home. All their hearts are already in it. Because, even though they don’t know it yet, that this particular quest was theirs all along.

Escape Rating A-: This series opened with Nancy’s story in Every Heart A Doorway, and it feels right and fitting that the story return to Nancy yet again. Not for an ending – or at least I surely hope not – but for a bit of a catch-up. A catch-up with where and how Nancy is that ends on a surprisingly open note because Nancy’s story is clearly not over. So hopefully the series isn’t either.

I listened to this entry in the series, and the narration was lovely. The narrators in this series switch depending on which of the children is the focus and whether their world is a ‘logic world’ or a ‘nonsense world. Cynthia Hopkins voiced Nancy’s first story, Every Heart A Doorway, and also voiced another logic world story in the series, In an Absent Dream. She did a particularly excellent job with Nancy’s voice and with all of the voices this time around, even nonsense-oriented Sumi as she reacts, lampshades and occasionally outright subverts the norms of this world that is antithetical to her very nature.

Then again, sometimes they need it.

Nancy is one of the long-standing, frequently appearing, characters in this series, so it’s not surprising that her – and everyone’s – equally long-standing nemesis appears in this story as well. After all, this is a universe where in the right worlds behind the right doors, the dead can rise again.

Which at first seems to be the story here. What made that story interesting, at first, was that the dead who are the foundation of the Halls of the Dead do, in fact, have cause to rise. They have been neglected and ignored if not outright mistreated. The Lord of the Dead has retreated to his private chambers and has begun to think of himself as a god and not merely the genius loci of this particular world.

What – or who – has stirred the dead up so destructively is not of his world, it’s of ours. And it’s up to someone – or several someones – to help lay that evil to rest yet again. Because the children have met this particular hungry dead before – and quite likely will again because they are unlikely to rest for long.

The danger of the quest is real, because the dead are very, very hungry AND they have a grudge. Well, one of them does. So there’s a lot of chasing and racing and pounding hearts and feet in a place that has formerly known only stillness.

But the part that lingers of this story isn’t the quest or even the enemy they face – not that their enemy isn’t likely to linger, but that’s what this particular enemy has become infamous for. It’s not new although it does keep everyone on the edge of their toes every step of the way.

What lingers is Nancy’s insight into someone who has been both a hero and a figure of worship and reverence to her. She thought she was sure that the Halls where where she belonged. Her discovery that her hero isn’t remotely the hero she thought he was, that the Lord of the Dead has feet of clay up to his knees, might just have the power to change her mind.

Or at least make her much, much less sure. And that’s what the reader, and Nancy, are left with at the end. The possibility of change, and the recognition that her heart might call her elsewhere. Perhaps even back to Miss West’s, where a piece of her heart has been waiting for her all along.

I can’t wait for the next (very much hoped for) entry in this series, so that I can find out what happens next!

Grade A #AudioBookReview: The Architect of New York by Javier Moro, translated by Peter J. Hearn

Grade A #AudioBookReview: The Architect of New York by Javier Moro, translated by Peter J. HearnThe Architect of New York by Javier Moro
Translator: Peter J. Hearn
Narrator: Robert Fass
Format: audiobook, eARC
Source: supplied by publisher via NetGalley
Formats available: hardcover, ebook, audiobook
Genres: autobiography, biography, historical fiction, memoir
Pages: 352
Length: 12 hours and 33 minutes
Published by Brilliance Audio, Counterpoint on January 6, 2026
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A transportive work of historical fiction chronicling the life, loves, and larger-than-life successes of Rafael Guastavino, an influential yet largely forgotten Spanish architect of New York’s Gilded Era
Iconoclast. Genius. Womanizer. Architect Rafael Guastavino’s signature vaulted tile ceilings revolutionized Gilded Age New York City. The Oyster Bar in Grand Central, the Prospect Park Boathouse, and the iconic Old City Hall subway stop, number among his masterpieces. But while his works continue to imbue the city with the glamor of a bygone era, the man himself has been largely forgotten. Until now.
Told through the eyes of Guastavino’s son and business partner, Javier Moro’s magnetic prose brings to life the remarkable rags-to-riches journey of this influential immigrant family. Guastavino was a stubborn man, enamored of his own sense of destiny, but he was also a deeply compassionate father, as committed to his family as he was to his work, and equally defined by his successes in the latter realm as by his failures in the former.
Set against historical events including the Chicago World's Fair and the sinking of the Titanic, The Architect of New York is a moving and entertaining father-son story filled with finely developed and deeply researched real-life characters (including figures like Stanford White) that captures the glamor and drama of a bygone era while offering a perrenial glimpse into the human heart.

My Review:

They called him “the architect of New York” in his New York Times obituary dated February 2, 1908. And he was. Or rather, THEY were. The title in the obituary, at the time it was written, referred to the elder Guastavino, Rafael Guastavino Moreno, but even then it could have referred to either Rafael Guastavino, the father or the son he named for himself and trained to be his protegee, his right-hand man, and his shadow.

As told in this fictionalized biography/autobiography, not even the two Rafaels Guastavino could tell where the one ended and the other began. And by the end of this story, it’s clear that, as much as he might have wanted to stand apart from his father as a young man, once his beloved father was gone he wished he’d never been forced to discover where that line was drawn.

Rafael Guastavino (1842-1908)

The story reads as if it was intended to be a biography of the older Guastavino. But that biography is written as if from the perspective of the younger, and he tells his own story just as much – if not at points a bit more – than he does his father’s. After all, he knows his own story better AND remembers what he thought and felt as the events he witnessed actually happened.

His father was often a closed book, partly because this story begins when the younger Guastavino, called Rafaelito to distinguish him from the larger-than-life persona of his father, was merely nine years old. A boy, recently immigrated to the United States, with his parents and his older sisters, in the midst of his family tearing itself apart due to stresses that he was, at the time, too young to understand.

But also, and more prominently as Rafaelito’s story continues and he grows in maturity and understanding, because the bits of his father’s life in their native Spain that his father reluctantly reveals over the years contains a great deal of truly messy embarrassments and outright scandals, and the father doesn’t want to tarnish the worship in his son’s eyes.

As much as Guastavino senior had been at the (first) height of his career as an architect and builder when he fled Spain for America on borrowed – and possibly swindled – money, as a human being he was a bit of a louse. More than a bit when it came to his relationships with women.

Part of Rafaelito’s growing up included the discovery that his mother was not his father’s wife, that older his sisters were his half-sisters AND that he had older half-brothers (sons of his father’s first and at the time legal wife) that he’d never met, that the woman in New York City who loved him like a mother couldn’t legally marry his father, and that dear old dad cheated on her, too, repeatedly.

Senior also sent the family – however untraditionally it was constituted – into desperate financial straits over and over again because he could not manage money to save either his soul or whatever building company he was operating at the time.

He always meant well, but he didn’t always do well – at least not personally. Professionally, Guastavino senior was a bit of a dreamer – but he was often right and always visionary. His ability to execute those visions, when he was forced to rely on others outside himself, was hampered by his inability to see the way the world really worked.

But his buildings assuredly did – beautifully so – and in many cases, still do.

The elder Guastavino’s story is a compelling one. It’s a riches to rags to riches to rags to riches story told from the perspective of a person who knew him intimately, shared his life, his work, his profession and his company – and loved him much too much to have anything like an unbiased opinion on anything to do with the man he saw as larger than life until long after the end of it.

That their identities became so intertwined that the many, many buildings they created or helped to create, including parts of Vanderbilt’s famous Biltmore Estate, the Boston Public Library, the Spanish Pavilion at the 1893 Chicago World’s Fair, and several glorious and iconic New York City Subway Stations are now often credited to the company they shared rather than either of them individually.

So, in the process of telling his father’s story, a labor of love for a man now old enough to look back and see a bit more of his father’s truth, Rafael Guastavino, Jr. also does a heartfelt and heart wrenching job of telling his own.

Guastavino Vault in the Boston Public Library Entrance TODAY

Escape/Reality Rating A: To quote Mark Twain, one of the elder Guastavino’s contemporaries, “Truth is stranger than fiction, but it is because Fiction is obliged to stick to possibilities; Truth isn’t.” The story that Rafaelito tells in The Architect of New York is so wild that it seems over the top at many points – and yet it’s all based on the known facts of the man’s life and the work that he – and his son – left behind all over New York City, most of the Eastern Seaboard and all the way across the country.

Which is why this is both an Escape and a Reality rating. As a reader/listener (mostly listener), I certainly escaped into this story. As someone fascinated with history, that the bones of this story are both true and not well known made for a delightful voyage of discovery. The Guastavino designs remain gorgeous examples of New York City’s Gilded Age and Art Deco periods, with their sweeping vaulted ceilings and glorious ceramic tilework.

At the same time, because this is a fictionalized version of a real life it’s difficult to separate what happened from how it’s being told. I both don’t want to critique the man’s actual life – but I also do because his personal life was, to put it in 21st century terms, a hot mess. One of his own making, at that. While he didn’t actually marry all of the women involved, he did also kind of bypass bigamy on the way to trigamy – just not in a legal sense which would have gotten him in even more hot water than he was already in up to his neck.

By telling the story through Rafaelito it allows the author to put a bit of gauze over the lens of objectivity, and also puts the focus more on the work they did together. It turns the story of a truly wild life into a story about the relationship between fathers and sons, the relationship between the immigrant generation and the more formally educated second generation, and, in a business sense, the relationship between the hard driven founding generation and the softer, more privileged generation that comes after them. Those stories, those relationships, are universal and are beautifully explored here.

Rafaelito’s later-in-life reflections on just how much he STILL misses his father, on how much he regrets their frequent arguments, how heartbreakingly often he wishes he could go back in time and tell his father how much he loved him just once more, will bring tears to the eyes of anyone with a heart – especially those who lost their own fathers before they had a chance to realize everything they would miss.

The Architect of New York is a beautiful, absorbing LOT of a story. The audio, read by Robert Fass, was also very well done. Something in the narrator’s voice allowed me to sink right into the story, and that was just right as the story is more than dramatic enough to the point that too much vocal embellishment would take away from it.

Rafael Guastavino, Jr. (1872-1950)

In the end, I was surprised by how much I enjoyed this book, both for its story and for its peek into the Gilded Age and turn of 20th century America, as well as for its tale of love and independence and fathers and sons. If you enjoy stories of fascinating characters with big dreams, even bigger accomplishments, and feet of clay up to the knees, it’s a compelling journey from beginning to end.

One final note; Throughout my absorption in this book, as I listened to the narrator there was a song running through my head. The song, which has reached earworm status and I can’t get it out, is “Leader of the Band” by Dan Fogelberg. Because, the story in that song, the story of Fogelberg’s love for his own father and appreciation of his legacy, may refer to a different shared profession but is very much the same story. A story about a son whose life “has been a poor attempt to imitate the man” and feels as though he’s “just a living legacy” to the father he loved and worshiped.