I just finished this comfortable read. Many of the reviews used the word ‘cosy’, and it was, I could see it as an afternoon tv drama that would cause no offence or complaint, along the lines of Murder She Wrote and Father Dowling etc.
The premise is of an octogenarian, mother of the local police chief, living in a small town in North Carolina, who refuses to be her age – she prefers intrigue to bingo and snooping to shopping. There is a murder, the owner of the Beauty Box is stabbed and pushed down the stairs. This beautician is the keeper of the tattle, gossip and secrets of her ladies but has recently turned to the bottle, which has loosened her lips – which of the ladies had a secret to keep hidden, which lost-lamb staff snapped, or was it an ex with an axe to grind.
As I was reading it put me in mind of a Helen Hayes style of Miss Marple living in a community akin to that of Steel Magnolias.
Cosy – yes a good word for this style of caper.