In Murder a la Mode (1963), a fashion editor is described in passing as “lovely and blonde and a semi-illiterate product of the best English private schooling.” In Black Widower (1975), the wife of a Caribbean ambassador’s counselor utters an appalling statement and then, “having packed the maximum possible snobbery, bigotry and lack of tact into one short sentence, she ran out of the room.” Earlier in that book, pickets have little effect on a Washington, D.C. Mind you, she also had an edge, the ability to stick in a stiletto so casually that you might miss it till you noticed you were bleeding. In nineteen novels from 1959 to 1993, Moyes gave you exactly that. I’m exceedingly fond of dark and twisty, but sometimes you just want to sit back with a book that’s engaging, ingeniously plotted, and populated by memorable characters.
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