It's a fresh start for Delores Walker when she boards a Greyhound bus bound for Florida. Leaving the Bronx far behind, she's headed for sunny Weeki Wachee Springs, frayed roadside attraction in danger of becoming obsolete with the opening of Walt Disney's latest creation, only miles up the road. ...
Oh boy. This story started out with such promise and then fizzled into nothing. Having now read three Betsy Carter books, I have concluded that she doesn't really know how to wrap up a story. I really liked The Puzzle King but felt the ending was rushed. I recently read Swim to Me and felt like i...
Even Edith’s letters, usually sprawling with run-on sentences and funny little drawings, felt labored. When Seema wrote, she never failed to mention Karl. Everyone in Kaiserslautern knows him for the wonderful stories he writes in the newspaper. He is the pride of our town. And those who don’t kn...
Adrienne answered and mouthed to Delores, “It’s Thelma.” Exhausted from having performed two shows and doing the weather that night, Delores made shushing motions with her hands. “I’m not here,” she whispered, certain that Thelma was calling her to clean the tank. “You don’t know where I am.” &nb...