First of all, don’t you just love the cover? I absolutely love the pink color- as a matter of fact, it was the reason I picked it up at the store in the first place. The little details are what is important about this cover. From the skeleton hand of the waiter, to the fact that the woman lost he...
Very enjoyable, light entertainment. Great for planes, trains, automobiles or beach. The cover art was very good and complimented the storyline - which I found to be a sort of an adult hat-tip to the Nancy Drew series. Lots of literary bones thrown to famous chic lit of yore. Book was light-weig...
The previous book was my least favorite in the series, and this one is my favorite to this point! The plot was more complicated than the others and there was more drama and suspense. This is the first book in the series where I haven't known the majority of the "whodunit" before the resolution. I...
Carolyn Haines never let's me down with her Sarah Booth Delaney series! A great mixture of a loving friendship/co-workers relationship, a love for animals, a loyalty to family history, a great supporting cast of characters and a spooky plot grab me every time. Plus, a love story that, yes, has ...
This is Book number 13 out of 14 in the Sarah Booth Delaney Detective Mystery Series by Carolyn Haines. It takes place in Zinnia, Mississippi. Sarah Booth and her friend Tinkie run the Delaney Detective Agency. Frances Malone an old friend of Sarah Booth's mother, Libby, comes to see her about a ...
This is the latest in the Sarah Booth Delaney mystery series by Carolyn Haines. This book picks up right where "Smarty Bones" left off. Sarah Booth and Graf go to Dauphin Island for a romantic get away and for Graf to recover from his gunshot wound. While on the island they come across the myster...
As bracing as a mint julep on a hot afternoon, Carolyn Haines's Southern Belle mysteries kick sleuthing up a notch with Sarah Booth Delaney, the sassiest heroine this side of the Mississippi. When Broadway comes to the Delta, Death takes a bow�but Sarah Booth is the star suspect... Zinnia is abuz...
No self-respecting lady would allow herself to end up in Sarah Booth's situation. Unwed, unemployed, and over thirty, she's flat broke and about to lose the family plantation. Not to mention being haunted by the ghost of her great-great-grandmother's nanny, who never misses an opportunity to remi...
Dr. Libby Drake… the good sister, of even temperament, easy to see the good & the pain in all, understanding… her talent is healing, both as a regular doctor with great intuition as well as an empath, able to sake the symptoms of the ailment to herself and healing the patient, and relying on her ...
The Women Lucille was at the front door, she’d given up knocking and was pressing herself against the glass, as if she could transport herself through it by will alone.LucilleThe heroine of the story. She’s a wannabe romance writer with absolutely no talent. She works as a drive through teller ...
Along with the sweltering heat of the Mississippi pine barrens, the summer of 1963 brings intruders to Kali Oka Road: The Blood of the Redeemer churchers, members of a secretive religious sect, and Nadine Andrews, a single woman of marrying age more interested in her horses than starting a family...
When a decades-old mass grave near a notorious Biloxi nightclub is unearthed, reporter Carson Lynch is among the first on the scene. The remains of five women lie within, each one buried with a bridal veil--and without her ring finger. Once an award-winning journalist, Carson knows her career is...
I opened the door of our hotel room to find her at the window with some high-powered binoculars watching the front of the Viking Cooking School. We had a pretty good view, unassisted, of the building, but the binoculars snapped everything into sharp focus—including the expression on Karrie Kompto...
The short drive had given me an opportunity to carefully plan how I would tell her that Charity wanted to see Libby. Lucky for me, Oscar answered the phone. “This has to be done,” I told him after I’d brought him up to speed. “I know.” He sounded totally defeated. “She’s a very nice woman. She wa...
I had no intention of pushing these men too far. "I'm from--" He took two quick steps down to the yard. He was beside me so fast I didn't have time to withdraw. "Hell. Or at least that's what these folks are gonna believe before I'm through with them." On the porch, Ray-Ba...
There was a note of command in Renata’s voice. She turned her pony in a circle and faced the jump again. Her mouth hardened into a flat line. “I said put it higher, Connor!” Taking a deep breath, Connor ignored the imperious tone in the little girl’s voice. “Two feet is high enough, Renata. You’r...
No big revelation for those who know me and my family, but on this cold November morning, as I sit and watch the sun gild the harvested cotton fields with a false show of gold, I am acutely aware of the specters of the past. I suppose in one way or another, we are all haunted, though some of us m...
I snatched a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt from the closet. Harold Erkwell was the man I needed to see, and pronto. "Real life isn't television, Jitty." "That's where we got it wrong, Sarah Booth. We thought that solid family values came along with rigid conduct and rigid underwear. Watching I L...
"This ain't over. I'll get my share of that money, just you wait and see." She slammed the door behind her, leaving a lingering trace of smoke. I'D just finished my bath when my phone rang. As tempting as it was not to answer it, I did. "Dahling," C...
If she had a tail, it would be lashing back and forth. Pluto came to mind and I wished he were with me. His interrogation techniques were simple and to the point. Claw first, and bring the suspect to her knees. Completely efficient. Too bad I couldn’t wring her scrawny neck until she squawked. I ...
"I thought we'd have some drinks tomorrow, before everyone started leaving. Sort of an end of shooting in Petaluma party." Even in Costa Rica, Tinkie was the perfect hostess. She thought of the things I should have done. As a failed Daddy's Girl, I was smart to have partnered up with her. &...
It was the green-eyed monster that prodded me onto a bridge over Silver Bayou in Shaw, Mississippi, on a December night as crisp and clear as anything Montana might offer. It felt like the frozen north—with a wind gusting at twenty miles per hour. I burrowed deeper into the collar of my coat and ...
I made coffee and indulged in shooting whipped cream from the can straight into my mouth for breakfast. “Sarah Booth, whipped cream will go right to your hips.” I nearly choked on a huge gob of Reddi-wip as I whirled around to confront Tinkie. She’d entered without alerting me or my critters. Cha...
That’s the most healin’ thing for him.” I dared not turn around and confront Jitty, the dead woman who haunts my ancestral home and my life. Jitty is many things to me, most of them loving. But she is also a major pain in the butt. “I like to watch him breathe,” I told her. It’s pointless to argu...
JoHanna held the spatula in her hand as she turned to me. On the stove the cast iron skillet was spitting and popping with the strips of bacon that sizzled in it. “No, thanks.” I swallowed, running my finger around the edge of the cup of coffee I had not touched. Sitting in JoHanna’s kitchen, I w...
Hollywood Hog. Mr. Religion. All were popular nicknames for the Chickasaw County superintendent of education. J.D. drove the twelve miles to the Welfords’ place on Lolly Road at ninety-five miles an hour. He’d never thought about Welford’s being involved in the girls’ disappearance. He should hav...
I commanded Jitty as I pushed back the blanket to reveal the still face of an infant. The newborn had been wiped clean, but the blood of birth still smudged its features. I couldn’t tell if the child was breathing or if it was bleeding. My bare feet seemed to have frozen to the gray porch boards,...