Trick or Treat Murder
A Lucy Stone Mystery
by Leslie Meier
No, it wasn’t Halloween when I read this book. It had been sitting on the couch end table probably since Halloween, but I didn’t actually read it till a week ago. This was one of those books that Daphne picked for us to read together and we never did. I got tired of seeing it there and I was in the mood for another cozy mystery book, so I picked it up and read it. My daughter has a few of her books on her shelf.
The mystery occurs in a small New England town named Tinker’s Cove. The town sounded so cute and historic and, pardon the expression, cozy (kind of like Cabot Cove from Murder She Wrote), that I would have like to move there. (I’d have left, too, after the first few snowfalls.) Enter Lucy Stone, mother of 3, one of whom is Baby Zoe that nurses throughout the book and we get to hear about it each time she does, the amateur detective.
Several old buildings in the community are the targets of an arsonist. Unfortunately, one of the historic homes is burnt to the ground and human remains are found in the ashes. Move the crime up from arson to murder. Who would do such a thing? Is it the cheating husband who wanted his wife out of the way, hiding his crime by committing other fires? Is it the cheat’s new GF, Krissy, the owner of a gym and who happens to know quite a bit about electrical wiring? Is it the angry owner of a grimy gas station because the town historical council has nixed his plans to remodel to something out of the space age?
Throw in a Halloween party to beat all parties at a restored mansion, a nosy fellow who runs the town paper, a missing diaper bag, and a kidnapping. Sounds like a rockin’ good time, right? It could have been, but wasn’t. I liked the plot, but got so tired of Lucy nursing Zoe chapter after chapter (There was also the mention of Lucy’s milk letting down while she was in the hospital and no Zoe around to take advantage of the mild truck written into the book. Heck, I nursed my children, too, but sure didn’t write a nipple by nipple report in their baby books. Ughhh.), no real sleuthing done by Lucy, and slowly developing action, that I can’t give more than 2 stars out of 5. The people Lucy suspected weren’t correct and she herself admitted that she would never have suspected the real culprit.
As far as that goes, I probably won’t read any of her other Lucy Stone books. Leslie Meier may have a good book out there, but I’ll only pick it up if someone gives me a good recommendation.