Went to B&N before getting Stitch last night, and picked up 3 Ann Rule books. Then went online when I got home and ordered 3 more from Pam. They are used and are 1.50 each so that is not so bad. Better than B&N where the 3 books were $25 +.

In a Dry Season by Peter Robinson


Detective chief inspector Alan Banks is a walking midlife crisis, full of rage because of his recently failed marriage, a career crippled by a jealous superior, and problems with his son. In less skilled hands, Banks could have quickly become a royal pain, but Robinson makes him instead a very likable character, who is slightly baffled and bemused by his bad luck. When he criticizes his son Brian’s decision to drop out of college to become a rock musician, Banks quickly regrets it–recognizing the same impulses that made him rebel against his own parents, and some of the pain he felt when a college friend died of a drug overdose. The realization that Brian’s heavy-metal band is actually quite good brings genuine pleasure to a man whose idea of rock is Love’s ‘Forever Changes’ and other 1970s delights.

Banks is assigned to work on a case that the Yorkshire police department considers to be somewhat of a joke. The skeleton of a woman wrapped in World War II blackout curtains has been found in a dried-out reservoir. This man-made watering hole was a village–Hobbs End–that had been flooded many years earlier. Through the journal of a major player we realize early on who the dead woman is, but a large part of the fun is watching Banks and an edgy, attractive female cop put the pieces of the puzzle together. ‘In a Dry Season’ is a stylish and gently reflective tale of secrets and lies.

I just copied this review from Amazon.com but I agree with it. I really like the book. I want to just get it out of my work bag and read until I finish it, mainly so I can start the next one, but that would be foolish. I need to go to bed. Stitch wants my car tomorrow so M. wants me to wake him up.