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"I get to the towel closet and grab the little red dish towel with Christmas lights on it, wet the end of it under the kitchen faucet, and press the wet end into the milk-soaked carpet"

"I head to the kitchen to re-wet it for round two when Mom crosses through and heads for the living room. Anxiety fills my body. I'm just about to warn Mom, but by the time she's out of the kitchen, I know it's too late. "What is this?" Mom asks in a tone that makes me know she knows exactly what it is she just stepped in.

I tell Mom I already started to clean it up, so the wetness is mostly just water, but it doesn't matter. Her mood has already switched.".

"I wonder if there's something different I could have done to get us out the door faster. I wonder if there's something I can do in the future".

I'm not ready to say anything else about this book, but I can't stop thinking about the milk on the carpet, and I can't stop thinking about how it was me holding the Christmas themed dish towel.

I started reading Thorogood’s first of this series once I’d devoured all of Richard Osman’s available books in the Thursday Murder Club series. OAPs solving murders? Well, tie me to the Typewriter and call me Angela Lansbury, we’ve got crimes to solve.

If I was to directly compare the Marlow series to the Thursday series, it does pale in comparison. I laugh my arse off at Richards work, but Robert just leaves me with a “that was nice, seeing the gang back together”. The gang being Judith, Becks and Suzie; three very different women in three different stages of life. They’re a nice awkward trio but they didn’t make me love them as much as I did in the first of the series.

The plot this time was… a plot. I was happy to go along to find out about the Olive Oil but then it turns out it was a red herring. The actual setup for the murder was… ridiculous, tbh. I wasn’t satisfied, though the author did do okay on misdirecting me most of the time from the real killer.

This was a book, it had a plot, there was a conclusion. I’ll read the next because I do like the gang but, I won’t be desperate for the next chapter in the story.