They ranged from a hair above boring to mildly interesting, and riveting.
I started out with Fair Play by Deirdre Martin. Had a hard time with this one. It just couldn't hold my interest. There was something about a romance with hockey players that just didn't do it for me.
Then I moved on to Remember When my Nora Roberts and JD Robb. Half of this book is in the present with the last half being written in the future. It was a mystery crime, that happens now and is solved 50 years later. This was better. I was intrigued enough to make it all way through, although I found parts of the book tedious.
I was good and sunburned by this time, so I moved to the shade. I read the Scent of Scandal by Carole Matthews. This was in the interesting range. An aroma therapists from London moves to the country to escape an ex love and falls in love with the new,less sophisticated man, that she basically steals from his longtime live-in girlfriend. The local nosy bodies think that she is doing something improper. But the village really has its own scandals with a life that's a hooker sleeping with her husband's colleagues.
Then things really got good. It was time for me to read my book club pink. The Man in My Basement, by Walter Mosley. This was just plain good, and interesting allegory on evil and race in
And that's when I arrived a Woman's Worth by Tracy Price Thompson. I met