Don't You Cry

Don't You Cry

Adult Mystery
Quinn works in a law office. She'd moved into an apartment to
get away from her controlling mother. She feels really good about her
relationship with her roommate. But one day she wakes up to find
Esther missing, her bedroom window wide open, letting in cold November
air. Esther does not come home. As hours turn into days Quinn gets
disturbing information--including allegations that sweet acting Esther
may have engineered her previous roommate's death.
Alex lives with his alcoholic father, his mother having walked
out on him when he was a child, and washes dishes at a cafe. In a
reversal of usual family roles, he must bankroll the household and
parent his parent, a lot of responsibility for a guy just out of high
school. One day Daddy Dearest complains about squatters in the
falling apart, allegedly haunted house across the street. The
newcomer, rather than being a wisp of mist or spectral shade, is a
flesh and blood woman. Even as he falls head over heels for her, Alex
must acknowledge that she's very strange, maybe even disturbed and
dangerous.
So what do those plot lines have to do with each other and with
the tragic drowning death of a five-year-old girl. You'll have to read
Mary Kubica's Don't You Cry to find out...
...just not on a stormy night when you're home alone.
On a purrrsonal note, I hope you had a good weekend. I sure did!
Saturday was Amber and Brian's zoom Halloween party. Katie and Jacob,
Adam and Asia, Brian's mom, and I (Eugene was up to camp) attended.
There was the costume contest. Then Amber let us each choose a pair
of Halloween earrings. I got the cat ones. Then mostly we talked and
chilled together. The family cats appeared from time to time. When
Katie and I got to talking about books we realized we've been
independently choosing the same mysteries. How cool is that? We all
had a great time being together. I started working on Adam's
Christmas scarfzilla. A benefit of non class zooms. Then Sunday I
was planning to go to zoom church. But Eugene wanted us to go for a
ride. So we did.
Tomorrow will be my birthday. It will certainly be a different one.
(Jules)
It is too cold now. When will the growly thing that blows hot air
wake up? (Tobago)
A great big shout out goes out to our wonderful family.
Tobago and Jules Hathaway




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