Brown. Brown. And then more brown thrown in as an accent color. Brown carpets in the funeral home. Brown couches lining the long hall of the old house. Brown paneling on the wavy walls. Brown wooden lamps on dark mahogany tables. The funeral home was a cave, a place so dark and forbidding, it should have been left empty with a few bats hanging from the ceiling. She’d forgotten about Tannin’s Funeral Home and about Mr. Tannin, standing at the front door, greeting mourners in his old white shirt with a sweat ring at the collar, his smile frozen permanently somewhere between sadness and melancholy. “Ah, Mrs. Weston and Jenny Weston,” Tom Tannin greeted them, ignoring Zoe. “Adam Cane is in the Serenity Room. So sad . . . poor Adam Cane. And only this one day. I would have thought more time would be needed—friends from distant places, you know. A nice memorial. A cortege of limousines to the cemetery.”
What do You think about A Most Curious Murder (2016)?
