This book is called a mystery. The only mystery here is why did I keep reading it, especially when I can easily quit a book by the end of the third page. Set in Montana in the 50's, the premise is that the town itself is an innocent and thus when the high school principal and one of the graduating students are killed in a car accident, the sheriff decides he must protect everyone involved, related or living nearby by making up this convoluted story about why the two were even in the same car. All it does is cause more problems. Yet that isn't really the issue with the book. It is the way this character--the author, actually--goes off on these stream of consciousness dissertations in his head that have nothing to do with anything, but take up page after page, that is so miserable. Thinking it me I checked out reviews from here, and other websites, and this was the biggest issue most had.
Hard to believe the same fellow who wrote Montana, 1948, which I read twice, wrote this drivel.
Hard to believe the same fellow who wrote Montana, 1948, which I read twice, wrote this drivel.
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