The last three books in this series have reminded me why I don't typically read contemporary fiction. I feel like too much of the poetic prose has been overwhelmed with modern issues that I have no interest in.
The mystery in this novel is unpredictable and as convoluted as any other in the series. It's all just beginning to seem too far fetched. Maybe it's because I'm reading them so close together without the breaks that would make all this death in one tiny, supposedly idyllic town seem reasonable.
On the other hand, I cannot fathom giving the series up at this point either. The soothing voice of the narrator, so perfect for giving Gamache a voice, is like that of an old friend. And I simply must know how life turns out for Jean Guy. Lots of mixed feelings at this point.