Sophie is the story of a remarkable dog's survival despite enormous odds. It wasn't just the challenges she overcame, but the amazing chance that reunited her with her family. If this was fiction, the plot might be said to be predictable. This however was real life and the outcome for Sophie and her family was anything but predictable. You could say it was miraculous.
If you like romances, this book might offer a change of scene from the Scottish Moors....
The introduction was a stereotype: A tuxedo dressed ex-husband detective still jealous and in love with the main character. At the crime scene she was focused on her ex and the other men, one of whom made a pass at her. She went home to a surrogate mom, and we learned that she was in mourning for a dead baby and that she was too thin and too beautiful. That summarizes the first 3 chapters.
How whispery can you get when reading a detective novel. This is romance not black mask.
I could not suspend belief. I kept saying "really?" in the back of my mind. A profiler at the scene of the crime who could not take a moment to focus on the crime - "really?" A detective in a tuxedo and silk scarf at a crime scene - "really?"
Probably should be classed as a romance.
The plot was flat and predictable. The dialog was stiff. The characters were not well developed. The ending was a little optimistic; no one walks away from killings even after a pandemic. Not bad enough to return.
He needs a better ear for dialog: regional and generational usage for example. He focused on the action, without taking time to consider events from the different characters perspectives.
The narrative was fine.
Todd. Really, you had the Mansons why did you need a stereotyped character like Todd? Was he just there to throw rocks?
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