By Gillian Roberts
Barring the standard teenage pranks, all turns out peaceable at Philly Prep, the non-public tuition in Philadelphia the place Amanda Pepper teaches English. without doubt the money that looks to be lacking from money accrued to help sufferers of a catastrophic typhoon Down South will happen. most likely the rumor that a few of Amanda’s scholars have came upon the thrills of playing is completely unfounded.
In any case, Amanda has different issues to contemplate. Her husband, inner most investigator C. ok. MacKenzie, is suffering to aid his Louisiana relations reconstruct their post-hurricane lives. Her good friend Sasha’s stepmother has simply devoted suicide–although, in response to Sasha, Phoebe Ennis may by no means have killed herself, specially no longer whereas having a drink and donning a purple silk shirt and purple sandals with four-inch heels.
Amanda isn’t persuaded yet reluctantly is of the same opinion to aid examine the woman’s loss of life, notwithstanding the facts for foul play is slender. actual, the middle-aged compulsive collector of knickknacks wasn’t universally enjoyed. Phoebe’s personal son hated her and she or he bored her acquaintances to loss of life with tricks of her “royal” lineage. And with 4 marriages in the back of her, she was once already getting ready to announce her renewed availability on the internet. but if one other lady is located useless in Phoebe’s condo, it turns into transparent that whatever is certainly murderously amiss, and lots more and plenty towards domestic than Amanda or a person else may have imagined.
All’s good That Ends is the ultimate novel in Gillian Roberts’s acclaimed Amanda Pepper sequence. It’s additionally the simplest, irresistibly clever, and richly enjoyable. Amanda’s farewell event brings the genius of “the Dorothy Parker of puzzle writers” (Nancy Pickard) into complete flower, and the bloom is good and a ask yourself to behold.
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The hostility radiating off him would have floored a smaller woman. “She wasn’t one for writing,” he snapped. “Or for thinking things through. This was probably an impulse like so many others. ” Sasha was silent for a moment, very unlike her normal behavior. ” Once again he checked his watch. Sasha lowered her voice still more. ” He turned and walked away from us. Two It makes me angry and sad,” Sasha said over dinner. She had the silver martini shaker on the seat next to her, and she looked at it, as if Phoebe, alive, might still inhabit it.
And the cafeteria workers. All those people. ” Margaret rolled her eyes for emphasis, to make sure I comprehended just how much cash our students wasted. She mutated from a mini-superwoman into an avenging angel. Or Madame Defarge, knitting while the cash-wasters were beheaded. “I am impressed with your calculations; and I trust them,” I said. ” I wanted coffee. The ninth grade class was bearing down on my room. Plus, why come to me with this set of woes? How did I keep getting myself entwined in things that had nothing to do with me—like Phoebe’s death?
I did mostly clerical chores. You don’t get points toward your license for teaching high school English. That didn’t matter to Sasha. She refused to accept the idea that Phoebe had committed suicide, no matter what the police said, and no matter that she had nothing beyond a gut conviction to support her theory. So with her talent for ignoring the obvious, she’d begged me to observe—as if this were all a grade-B movie, and I was the obligatory cop lounging at the back of the funeral home. I didn’t even know why they were there in movies, let alone in real life.