From Booklist
What sets this latest entry in Daheim's Bed and Breakfast series apart is neither its plot nor its B-and-B connection. Set in the Pacific Northwest, the mystery is somewhat predictable, and very little of the action takes place in the B and B. Apparently, protagonist Judith McMonigle Flynn can run the place and take care of her crotchety mother with plenty of time left over to investigate mysteries. None of these flaws are fatal, however--far from it. Readers clearly enjoy this warm, funny, feel-good series, thanks mostly to sexagenarian sleuth Judith and her ornery cousin, Renie. When Renie convinces Judith to investigate the elderly owners of a Spanish villa, a series of misadventures ensues. First a mysterious package is left on the villa's porch. Then Judith finds a dead milkman in her trunk. With a few white lies and help from Renie, Judith tries to find out who wants to frame her for murder. A charming cozy to enjoy on a Sunday afternoon--preferably with tea and scones.
Jenny McLarinCopyright © American Library Association. All rights reserved
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Product Description
USA Today bestselling mystery maven Mary Daheim brings us another intriguing tale in her cherished Bed-and-Breakfast mystery series in which a trip down memory lane brings Judith and Renie back to their old neighbourhood, and they are drawn to a seemingly deserted house that is much more than meets the eye.
On a trip to Renie's old neighbourhood, the cousins' curiosity is piqued by a mysterious brick Tudor house that always looked deserted during Renie's junior high school days. Surprised that the house still looks abandoned after all these years, Judith and Renie, of course, cannot resist an opportunity to snoop around. They discover that Mr. and Mrs. Bland have lived in the house since 1947, and after cornering the mailman and milkman, Judith and Renie also learn that the Blands receive regular mail and food deliveries, but no one has ever seen the occupants who simply pay the bills with cash they leave in the milk box. Although intrigued by these strange, but definitely not sinister, occurrences, Judith is ready to focus her attention once more on her neglected husband Joe and the busy B&B business. Until one day Judith finds a dead body in the trunk of her car. And it's the Blands' milkman...
