Julia is sure she has the perfect life. She has a loving husband and a wonderful son and she couldn’t be happier. But when her sister is murdered in Paris her life starts to unravel.
I was a little hesitant about reading Eleanor Oliphant Is Completely Fine. I’d heard so many amazing things about it (mostly from Rick O’Shea’s Book Club) that I was sure there was no way it could live up to all the hype. Oh, how wrong I was.
To celebrate the new film coming out (I’m so excited about seeing it, I can’t frickin’ wait), I thought I’d do a post about Murder on the Orient Express. I’d never actually read it before, but had seen the David Suchet version on TV a few years ago. (I’m slightly nervous about Kenneth Branagh as Poirot, David Suchet is so damn perfect! But I’m holding my judgement because I also love Kenneth Branagh. We shall see.
This book was bought as a gift for me, and I’m going to start this review by saying that I was a little disappointed when I realised it was the seventh in a series. How could I read it when I hadn’t read any of the others, that’s just madness!
What would you do if you found out your grandfather was actually over 200 years old and had been friends with the Devil for the majority of his life
Jane is a telemarketer. Although sometimes she’s Sabrina. Other times she’s Nancy. But she’s almost always phoning the same person. And with each call he becomes angrier and more threatening. But she persists. And the more she phones this man, the more she reveals about her reasons, her past and why it may not be all she says it is.
Stella Krakus is having a bad week. Her almost-ex-husband is basically stalking her, her glamorous-yet-overbearing mother wants to meet for lunch, and her boss/lover is breaking up their romance as gently as his narcissism will let him. On top of it all, her colleague Paul has gone missing. But he’s left behind a map that piques Stella’s interest. As she researches into its origins, a mystery opens itself that promises to reveal secrets Stella never dreamed of