Bert felt jealous, cheated on, and blue. Then he discovered he could morph into a giant nightmarish slug...
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Life in the Clouds #6: Take a Slug ® James Field.
As mentioned earlier, when Olive playacted, she crammed her heart and soul into it. None could deny the loss of a brilliant actress in the flirtatious bookkeeper and cashier when she vanished from the face of the Earth. Throughout her life, she’d used her skills to hoodwink folk out of piddling sums of money or charm men into seduction. Now, finally, she’d received her material reward. For playing her most profound part, she’d made £187,537. To her way of reasoning, she’d earned every penny. It was but a reasonable payment for the risk involved.
But Olive had meddled with her personality, almost to the extent of schizophrenia. She’d become emotionally insecure, isolated from reality, and withdrawn into herself. In the daylight hours she sealed herself away in her house, referring to her bible and scribbling notes for her book. In the dark of the evenings, she roamed the streets of The Stables and attended the services at the All Saints Church.
She was in danger of losing all rational purpose, of developing into a maggoty corpse, a shuffling zombie.
To be continued…
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The Thursday Murder Club by Richard Osman
My rating: 2 of 5 stars
There’s a lot to like and a lot to dislike in this story. I like that it’s cosy, funny, and heart-warming. The plot, however, is a tragedy. There are two murders, and every character in the book, of which there are many, has a motif. With so many twists, turns, and red herrings throughout the narrative, it lost me in a virtual maze.
But the author commits the gravest crime: he introduces a new, guilty character right at the end of the story. Tut, tut, naughty.
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