Happy Friday, all!

You’d think I should know by now that when Karen White tells me I have to read something that I should listen….  But, no.  I waited months and months before picking up The Miniscule Mansion of Myra Malone, and I’m so glad I did (pick it up, that is, not the waiting months and months bit).

For those of you who like multiple timelines, there’s a bit of that going on, as we zigzag between the past and the present, trying to discover the link between the haunted (enchanted?) miniature mansion (don’t call it a dollhouse!) bequeathed to Myra Malone by her mysterious step-grandmother and the real life haunted (enchanted?) house of a troubled Virginia family as Myra, who has been a recluse since the car accident that killed her step-grandmother when she was five, gradually forms a long-distance bond with Alex, who lives in the real life version of her miniscule mansion.  It’s all sorts of charming.

I also re-read Mary Roberts Rinehart’s Miss Pinkerton, the first in her series about a nurse who gets called in by the police in cases of suspicious death to be their spy on the spot.  I read through these in the early days of lockdown and found the once upon a time world of unspecific post World War I but pre World War II Americana strangely soothing– but this time I just couldn’t quite get into it and found myself skimming rapidly to the end as I tried to remember whodunnit.  But that’s almost certainly a question of me, not it.   There are times when you’re just not in the mood for “had I but known….”

What have you been reading this week?