I think this was the 10th in the Phryne Fisher Mystery series. Not knowing or understanding a thing about Cricket, there were parts of this that left me pretty lost. But the mysteries--two sort of but eventually the first became at least three--were involving. The book as a whole, like the other mysteries in this series that I have read was busy in a leisurely way, delightful, and compact. One is left surprised that so much is contained in such a short book.
I have now started Dead to Me by Anton Strout, the first of a series of Urban Fantasies about a psychically gifted young man named Simon Canderous. I had been dreading this book because I bought it on a whim after reading a short story by the author in an anthology called Shadowed Souls. I had been intrigued at the time, but by now I'd forgotten the story entirely. Well, I am two chapters in and I am hooked. Some abilities, it turns out, can be as much curse as gift.
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