This was one one of those lists of "Mysteries You Absolutely Should Read" so, well, I did. Perhaps when it was written it was better (you know, best of a less than incredible crop) or the creator of the list and I just will never agree, but my sense was more "meh" than "must read".

I also wonder how the representation of the Native culture would go over today in this era of #ownvoices. Same with Deaf culture. Same with those dealing with manic-depression and the medications needed to keep steady. And then there's the whole hommage to Flowers in the Attic. Such a lot in this book before we even get to the whodunnit and Bo's life.

It did make me long for the days of the mystery that fit into your pocket, the ones I read when I was younger. Now it's virtually impossible to find one less than 400 pages, but this? Despite all that's going on, it's a tight 208 pages.