All the Pretty Hearses (Bed-and-Breakfast Series #26) [NOOK Book]


Bed-and-breakfast owner and amateur sleuth Judith McMonigle Flynn has to deal with a case of insurance fraud—and mystery meat gone bad—in this delightful entry to the beloved series by USA Today bestselling author Mary Daheim

All the Pretty Hearses

There’s no “fun” in “fund-raiser” for Judith McMonigle Flynn when she donates an overnight stay at Hillside Manor for the parish school’s annual auction—not when the pricey winning bid goes to ...

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Bed-and-breakfast owner and amateur sleuth Judith McMonigle Flynn has to deal with a case of insurance fraud—and mystery meat gone bad—in this delightful entry to the beloved series by USA Today bestselling author Mary Daheim

All the Pretty Hearses

There’s no “fun” in “fund-raiser” for Judith McMonigle Flynn when she donates an overnight stay at Hillside Manor for the parish school’s annual auction—not when the pricey winning bid goes to the persnickety Paine family. Dinner is included—if Judith can sort through the endless allergies and aversions of the painfully picky Paines. The last thing she needs is another B&B guest who checks out permanently. Thankfully, her husband, Joe, is home early. His latest surveillance job has just ended abruptly with a .38 Smith & Wesson blowing away the insurance fraud suspect. Unfortunately, the gun belongs to Joe, who finds himself in a jail cell as a murder suspect while Judith tries to find what’s left of her mind—and the real killer.

But Joe’s dilemma and the unbearable Paines aren’t Judith’s only problems. Her cantankerous mother, Gertrude, has agreed to let a wealthy parishioner stable a horse in her toolshed apartment; cousin Renie is trying to force-feed her loathsome Shrimp Dump recipe to the parish cookbook fundraising committee; and neighbor Arlene Rankers wants to know why some parish schoolkids, including her grandson, are sick after the weekly hamburger lunch.

Judith figures she’s already got way too much on her plate, so what else could possibly go wrong? On the other hand, at Hillside Manor, what can possibly go right?

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Publishers Weekly
Judith McMonigle Flynn, the owner of Seattle's Hillside Manor B&B, casually juggles a slew of strange guests, a homicide investigation, and complicated personal relations in Daheim's 26th bed-and-breakfast cozy (after 2010's Loco Motive). When a crook whom Judith's PI husband, Joe Flynn, has been staking out is shot dead, Joe becomes a murder suspect. Meanwhile, a horde of Paines, children and grandchildren of Norma and Wilbur Paine, descend on the B&B for a contentious stay. Wealthy and obnoxious Alicia and Reggie Beard-Smythe also impose. Guests bring unusual complications: a horse in Judith's garage; a wolfhound in her bathtub; and two guests with the same name and both possibly fakes. Familiar characters such as Flynn's disabled, irascible mother, Gertrude Grover, and spirited cousin Renie Jones hinder and help and keep the plot roiling. Series fans will cheer as Judith sorts everything out with her usual combination of humor and exasperation. (Aug.)
“Daheim brings lots of humor into her strong twenty-sixth mystery.”
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“Daheim brings lots of humor into her strong twenty-sixth mystery.”
Library Journal
What more can possibly go wrong for bed-and-breakfast owner Judith McMonigle Flynn (Loco Motive) in her 26th outing? Let's start with a case of insurance fraud and a fund-raiser that brings in a slew of quirky guests.
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780062092403
  • Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
  • Publication date: 8/9/2011
  • Series: Bed-and-Breakfast Series , #26
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 336
  • Sales rank: 105,662
  • File size: 2 MB

Meet the Author

Mary Richardson Daheim is a Seattle native with a communications degree from the University of Washington. Realizing at an early age that getting published in books with real covers might elude her for years, she worked on daily newspapers and in public relations to help avoid her creditors. She lives in her hometown in a century-old house not unlike Hillside Manor, except for the body count. Daheim is also the author of the Alpine mystery series and the mother of three daughters.

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All the Pretty Hearses

A Bed-and-breakfast Mystery
By Mary Daheim

William Morrow

Copyright © 2011 Mary Daheim
All right reserved.

ISBN: 9780061351587

Chapter One

Judith McMonigle Flynn flinched, winced, and wondered
why Cousin Renie was screaming her head off while trying
to batter down the back door of Hillside Manor.
"What's wrong with you?" Judith demanded, opening the
door. "Are you insane or being chased by ravenous wolves?"
Renie virtually fell across the threshold. "Both," she gasped,
leaning against the wall next to the pantry. "That's the last time
I ever stop by the parish school office to drop off my Campbell's
Soup labels."
Judith gestured for Renie to follow her into the kitchen.
"I didn't realize you still saved them after all these years. You
haven't had a kid at Our Lady, Star of the Sea School for twenty
five years." She pulled out a kitchen chair for her cousin. "Sit. Stop
hyperventilating. Coffee?"
Renie shook her head as she flopped into the chair. "Old habits
die hard. Old SOTS just die," she went on, using the acronym
for her fellow parishioners, "but not before they can avoid falling
into the clutches of younger parents who are active school
fund raisers."
"Oh." Judith sat down across from Renie. "I managed to avoid
some of that by going into exile out on Thurlow Street with Dan.
My son's tenure at SOTS was all too brief before he had to attend
public school. Since I held down two jobs, I was rarely an active
parent except when I'd try to find where he'd hidden his latest
report card."
"Count your blessings," Renie murmured. She twisted around
to look at the old schoolhouse clock. "Almost noon. I could've
sworn it was five o'clock. The last twenty minutes seemed like
hours." She reached for the sheep-shaped cookie jar on the table.
"I'm hungry. They're having hamburger lunch today at school. I
was tempted to wait for the delivery from Doc's Burgers and steal
one." She tapped the cookie jar's lid. "What's in here?"
"Stale Christmas cookies," Judith responded. "I vowed not to
bake again until January tenth. Between running the B&B and all
the holiday goodies, I'm tapped."
"Hmm." Renie's brown eyes twinkled. "You, too, will be
dragooned into this charitable work. You're a parishioner. Contributors
aren't limited to school parents. In fact, you don't even have
to be a SOT."
"If you told me what it is," Judith said, "I'd know how to
avoid it."
"Martha Morelli has the last of her five kids in eighth grade this
year," Renie said. "You know what a demon she is for fund raising.
It's not enough to have the annual auction, the crab dinner, the
St. Patrick's Day dinner, the Italian dinner, the sauerkraut dinner,
the First Martyrs of the Church of Rome dinner . . ."
Judith held up a hand. "Whoa. We don't have a . . . what did
you just say?"
"Oh." Renie held her head. "That's right. Bridget McDonough
suggested that event a couple of years ago, but Father Hoyle
pointed out that the First Martyrs in Rome were dinner. For the
lions, that is. Nero's Circus Maximus was short on clowns and
trained seals."
"Not all the fund-raisers are for the school, though," Judith
sale in early December, but the spring auction is the major source
of school funding. It's been enormously successful."
Renie nodded. "We lucked out with some of the city's high
profile athletes moving to Heraldsgate Hill and joining the parish.
But now they've either retired or been traded. That's part of the
problem, so they're looking at additional revenue producers.
Martha wants to put a cookbook together. Guess who she wants
to design it."
Judith laughed. "That's logical. You are a graphic designer."
"Yes," Renie conceded with a longing look at the cookie jar.
"But I'm trying to scale down. This year I'm only taking on the gas
company's annual report, but my deadline is late January. Plus I'm
doing a brochure for Key Largo Bank and reworking somebody's
in-house botched newsletter for retired city lighting employees.
Both are due in mid-February, the same as the cookbook. Martha
should've asked me sooner, like in the fall."
"Why didn't she?"
"She insists she tried to get hold of me in early November,
but we'd all gone on our Boston trip," Renie explained. "By the
time you and I got back, it was mid-November, and Martha was
caught up with Thanksgiving and Christmas. So were we, for that
Judith got up from the chair. "I've got to start making Mother's
lunch. If you're hungry enough to eat the sheep's head on the
cookie jar, I'll make you a sandwich, too."
"No, thanks," Renie said. "I should go home. Oh—by the way,
we're all supposed to contribute cookbook recipes. That includes
"I can do that," Judith said. "What are you going to offer?"
Renie was on her feet, rummaging in the new—and huge—
handbag Bill had given her for Christmas. "Shrimp Dump."
Judith almost dropped the mustard jar she'd taken out of the
fridge. "I hope you're kidding."
"No. Hey, I like it."
"Nobody else does."
"You mean like you and the rest of my family?"
"More like the rest of the world. Why not offer your Bean
Glop and Clam Doodoo, too? The names alone would make most
people gag."
"Hey—have you forgotten that at one of my bridal showers
the guests were asked to bring their two favorite recipes and your
contributions were Pottsfield Pickles and How to Can a Tuna
"That was over forty years ago," Judith said, placing two ham
slices on the cutting block in the middle of the kitchen. "Well . . .
you knew I was joking. You aren't."
"That's right." Renie clutched her key ring and slung the handbag
over her shoulder. "Oh—there's another new parish event on
the schedule for next fall. This one you'll love."
Judith regarded her cousin warily. "What?"
"Alicia and Reggie Beard-Smythe want to sponsor a hunt club
outing. Shall I sign you up now?"
"Very funny," Judith said drily. "Will my horse have an artificial
hip like mine?"
"I'm sure that could be arranged." Renie headed through the
hallway to the back door. "See ya."
"Wait," Judith called. "Is this hunt club thing serious?"
Renie turned around. "Yes. There's a new hunt club over on
the Eastside. The Beard-Smythes are avid hunters. For a mere
three hundred bucks apiece, parishioners can take part in a hunt.
Horse provided, bad riding habits optional. The money goes to
"It's a good thing all those dot-com zillionaires have moved
to Heraldsgate Hill in recent years," Judith said. "The Beard-
Smythes might get some of them to sign up. I assume you won't
be one of them."
"Correct. As you may recall, I was the first person to ride a
horse on the I-5 Interstate before it was completed. I did not want
to do that, but my horse did. I never got on a horse again and don't
intend to."
"Good thinking," Judith said.
"Which reminds me," Renie said, "when do the guests arrive
for their free overnight?"
Judith clapped a hand to her cheek. "Oh my God! I forgot
about them. Let me check my schedule."
Renie followed her cousin back into the kitchen. "The auction
was in May," Judith said, sitting down at her computer on
the counter. "I completely forgot I'd offered that overnight during
the slow January season." She paused, scrolling through Hillside
Manor's January confirmations. "This Friday, January seventh.
Norma and Wilbur Paine bought it for their children and

grandchildren. I can't believe they have grandchildren old enough to
stay at a B&B."
"I could never believe they had children," Renie remarked.
"Nobody as homely as the Paines should've been allowed to
Judith pointed at the names with her cursor. "Andrew and
Paulina Paine, Walter and Sonya Paine, Sarah and Dennis Blair,
Hannah and Zachary Conrad, Chad and Chase Paine, Zoë Paine
and Octavia Blair. Does that sound right to you?"
Renie shrugged. "The Paines had kids in the school, but they
were older than ours. I vaguely recall that Hannah was a year
ahead of Tony—or was it Tom?"
"So Chad and Chase—I assume they're both boys—must
belong to either Andrew or Walter Paine," Judith said. "Oh—
Zoë, too. Octavia has to be Sarah's daughter."
"Was dinner included?"
"I'm afraid it was," Judith replied. "I must've had a weak
"Does it say where these Paines live? If I've seen them at Mass,
I haven't recognized them."
"No," Judith said, turning away from the monitor. "The only
contact information is for Norma and Wilbur. I don't recall

running into any of their offspring at church. Maybe they all moved
"Good thinking on their part," Renie remarked, once again
heading for the back door. "I'd move, too, if Norma was my
mother." She stopped suddenly, a stunned expression on her
round face. "My God—do you think that's why all three of our
kids live so far away?"
"Probably. If I were you, I'd blame it on the Shrimp Dump."
Renie glowered at Judith. "Right. I now formally withdraw my
offer to help you with the dinner Friday night."
"You didn't volunteer."
"I didn't?" Renie shrugged. "It crossed my mind. Say, maybe
the Paines would like Shrimp Dump for dinner."
"I'm not that desperate."
"Let me know if you change your mind." Renie made her exit.
"Not a chance," Judith murmured under her breath, keeping an
eye on Sweetums, the orange and white feline whose legal human
and kindred spirit was Judith's mother. The cat had entered the
house before Renie closed the door behind her.
Ten minutes later, Judith went out to the converted tool shed
that served as her mother's apartment. Gertrude Grover peered
suspiciously at the sandwich her daughter set on the cluttered card
table. "You call this ham?" the old lady rasped. "It looks like
linoleum to me."
"It's the ham we had for New Year's Day dinner," Judith
informed her mother.
"Which New Year's?" Gertrude snapped. "How about 1995?"
"The New Year's dinner we had Saturday," Judith said patiently.
"It's Tuesday. You're the one who kept ham until it turned blue."
Gertrude poked a gnarled finger at the newspaper in front of
her. "You see this? Elder abuse, that's what. This is part two of a
series on how children torture their aging parents. Spoiled pork
must be one of the ways they do it. It gives old folks like me
"You mean trichinosis," Judith said.
Gertrude glared at her daughter. "Isn't that what I just told
you? You must be going deaf, too. You're already daffy."
"Do you want me to take a bite first?"
Gertrude snatched up the plate. "Aha! Now you want to starve
me! By the time I get through to the last part of this series on
Friday, I may be dead. And where's the rest of that cheesecake you
bought at Begelman's Bakery for New Year's Eve?"
"We ate it," Judith replied. "Do you want some of Kristin's
Fattigmann Bakkels?"
"I don't like bagels," Gertrude declared. "Especially fat ones.
They're too hard to chew with my dentures."
"They're not bagels," Judith said. "They're Norwegian Christmas
.  .  . never mind." The old lady was chomping away at the
ham sandwich. Kristin's colossal output of holiday foodstuffs was
probably past its pull date. Judith never ceased to be awed by her
daughter-in-law's prodigious domestic enterprises. "If you want a
sweet, Mother, you must've gotten ten pounds of Granny Goodness
chocolates for Christmas. I assume you haven't eaten all of
them in ten days."
"Ten days of what?" Gertrude asked, stabbing a fork into one
of the gherkins on her plate. "I thought there were twelve days
of Christmas. Or have the lunkheads in the Vatican changed that
with everything else, too? And whatever happened to those two
old saps, the Ringos?"
"They died," Judith said. "They were almost as old as you are.
Your new Eucharistic minister is Kate Duffy, remember? She's
been coming by every week for the past two years."
"I wish I could forget Kate Duffy," Gertrude muttered. "She's
as bad as the Ringos. She always wants to pray with me. The last
time, I told her I'd been praying for her not to come. All that
phony baloney pious claptrap is as bad as your screwball cleaning
lady, but in the other direction. 'Born again,' huh? Once was
enough for Phyliss Rackley."
Judith sighed. "I know Phyliss can be a trial, but she's a good
cleaning woman. And Kate means well. She's sincere, if

misguided. Our family managed to keep our feet planted firmly on
the ground."
"That's because us old folks went to the School of Hard
Knocks," Gertrude asserted. "Common sense, that's what it is,
not Satan hiding behind every bush like Phyliss says, or hearing
the Holy Ghost whisper in Kate's ear. When she came by after
Christmas, she told me the Holy Ghost wanted her to go to

Nordquist's designer clearance."
"Ah . . . well . . . I hope the Holy Ghost gave Kate an increase
in her credit limit," Judith said, edging toward the converted
tool shed's door. "If I have time tomorrow, I'll bake some

"Then snap to it," Gertrude said, spearing another gherkin.


Excerpted from All the Pretty Hearses by Mary Daheim Copyright © 2011 by Mary Daheim. Excerpted by permission of William Morrow. All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.
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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 26, 2013


    Harriet klaunsner strikes again. Between her and the other rude plot spoilers here, this book is ruined for readers who want to read and be surprised. Why dont you ppl learn to write a concise review. Quick and to the point. I liked it, or i didnt. There is no reason to dissect the entire book telling everything that happens. Take it to your blog and keep it there.

    9 out of 18 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 2, 2013

    Not a great read

    I've read most books in both Bed & Breakfast and the Alpine series.....this was my least favorite. I actually found it an annoying read and had to force myself to finish. Plot was muddled and not interesting. If you're going to read this, pick up used copy or check it out of library.

    5 out of 6 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 28, 2012

    I think Mary Daheim is running out of ideas . . .

    I have enjoyed many books authored by Mary Daheim, but this one was just 'ok'. The book started out well with many funny sayings from her mother and cousin. And, I did enjoy the bringing back of other characters, the reporter; however, too many new characters popped up in the end. I feel the book lost it's direction by leaving the reader to figure out who is who again.

    I would have recommended Mary Daheim put a page in front of the book of the new characters the book revealed.

    5 out of 7 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted June 18, 2011

    more from this reviewer

    As usual, Mary Daheim writes a great cozy filled with red herrings and false leads

    The owner of Hillside Manor Judith McMonigle Flynn is upset and angry when her mother tells her that her husband Joe was arrested and taken away in handcuffs. Joe, a retired police detective turned private investigator was watching a man on a houseboat to see if the person was confined to a wheelchair or committing fraud. The insurance case closed when someone killed the target with a Smith and Wesson.

    Joe's gun is the murder weapon, which obviously means he is the prime suspect. Judith knows something else is going on because Joe fails to ask for a lawyer and the police refuse to respond to her questions. To take her mind off Joe's problems, she works diligently to get her B&B ready for the Paine family gathering hosted by Judith who donated the weekend at the school auction bought by the matriarch of the clan. The various members don't get along and Zachery gets ill; his wife takes him home. In a strange twist, the body of the shooting victim turns out to be Zachery, which makes Judith wonder who the man at her house was. She starts sleuthing and learns secrets about Joe's predicament, the Paine activities and the ulterior motives of two families staying at the B&B. Teaming up with her cousin Rennie, Judith finds out why Joe is in police custody, which fails to explain why her B&B guests contain plenty of criminals who have tentacles into the state government.

    As usual, Mary Daheim writes a great cozy filled with red herrings and false leads. A number of people at the B&B are using the place for reasons they keep secret, but Judith figures out who an innocent guest is and who has agendas. All The Pretty Hearses is a super amateur sleuth with great characterizations and a delightful mystery filled with red herrings and unexpected twists.

    Harriet Klausner

    3 out of 15 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 23, 2013

    I loved the Alpine mysteries but this book was a big disappointm

    I loved the Alpine mysteries but this book was a big disappointment. The substandard writing and the embarrassingly silly banter made it hard to finish the book. This is the last of Mary Daheim's books for me!

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 28, 2013

    Not very well written. The title has nothing to do with the book.

    This book was very choppy. If you read it, make a list of the characters, because some of them have aliases, nick names, married names and stolen names, as well as being refered to by maiden names and by first or last names. Extremely confusing. There was not a single mention of a hearse in this book, so the title is misleading. Some of the events have nothing to do with the plot, yet the author wrote on and on about them. This is the first book, I have read by this author. I will not read another. No sex, no cursing, no violence, no blood and gore, not much of a plot and a boring, confusing read. Readers, ages 16 and up could read this 270 page book. Getting hit on the head with a hammer would be more enjoyable, but each to their own. 2 stars because it has good grammer, punctuation, spelling and all the tenses were right.


    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 26, 2013


    I do agree that anyone who re-writes the plot instead of giving just a review is a fool. They are lonely people who have no life outside of their nook and their books. Reading their long details and than commenting on them just gives them the attention they crave. Try doing what I do, ignore the long reviews, pass them over, because all they do is annoy

    2 out of 7 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 29, 2011

    Posh to the naysayer i liked it

    Mary keep writing i like this stuff. Want another light mystery try too much at stake by lewis & ondarko set on south shore oflake superior. Happy reading

    2 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted September 27, 2011

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    Jumbled and few likable characters

    Judith McMonigle Flynn is having one heck of a time at Hillside Manor, her Bed & Breakfast inn. She has to contend with a guest who checks in and then disappears, a couple caught fleeing out a window, guests who fight (loudly) with one another, a horse that is left on her doorstep, and oh yes, we mustn't forget her husband Joe who has been implicated in a murder. As the story opens, Judith is prepping for incoming guests. She has a ridiculous number of special food requests from the Paine family, a family who won a stay at the inn through an auction donation that Judith made, and soon comes to regret. While getting ready, she's surprised to see her husband Joe walk through the door. He was supposed to be working on a case, following a possible insurance scam artist, but when the man is shot, well, there's no longer anyone to follow so Joe comes home. The trouble starts when the police discover that Joe's gun is the murder weapon. Joe is arrested and Judith tries to come to his rescue but with her grandmother screaming at her for all sorts of things, multiple guests arriving at the inn, and then yes, that horse again, who mysteriously drops dead, Judith has more than she can handle. All the Pretty Hearses is not an overly long book and I can usually get through a cozy mystery like this in one or two readings. But this book took me a full week to get through as I kept putting it down. Judith was a bit of a wet towel who kept getting dumped on by everybody around her. Her mother was incredibly mean to her (why is it funny to pretend the brakes on your wheelchair are broken?) and I really disliked her. In fact, there weren't many likable characters in this book. The murder mystery is at times overshadowed by the numerous hijinks going on at the inn which got silly and rather unbelievable. If you have guests climbing out of second story windows to avoid paying their bill, maybe it's time to close your inn! This is the first in the Bed-and-Breakfast mysteries that I have read and this is definitely one series that you can't jump into in the middle. There is very little background information on the main characters which made the storyline a little hard to follow at times. Add in the confusion of the various (too many) subplots with guests at the inn and trying to figure out who/how/if they were related to the murder, and this story became quite jumbled at times. Quill says: Fans of the B&B series may enjoy this book but others may want to try another cozy mystery series instead.

    1 out of 8 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 28, 2013

    not so good

    Didn't even finish the book. It was boring.

    0 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 24, 2013


    This continuation of Judith and Renie's adventures is just as good as all the previous books . You never know what's going to show up at the Bed and Breakfast(in this case, a horse, of course!). And the cast of characters are so colorful that you have to love them. I have read this whole series so far, and love every single book. Judith's sleuthing, along with Renie's wild antics will keep you laughing and reading. It's really fun to see if I can guess who the culprit is before Judith does. I highly recommend this book and the whole series - especially if you'd like a main character that ISN'T some young spry chickie. Judith is a woman's woman! You will love her and the rest of her extended family!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 24, 2013

    A cute read

    This book was enjoyable a good read. Would recommend it.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 8, 2013

    Wouldn't stay there

    If it wasn't for the old woman character, i would have put it down.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 3, 2013

    fun read

    This was a nice simple whodunit. I love the neighbor, Arlene. Funny characters keep me coming back to this author.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 1, 2013

    To jumble and...

    Your review was as jumbled and confusin as the actuql book... perhaps that was done for special effects. Bottom line everyone go ahead and skip this book. It will not take you much time to find a better read!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 27, 2013

    I sotrta like it

    This book was good id recomend itt to people by :Aaron

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 26, 2013

    Panda 098

    I love this book it has a wonderful plot

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 26, 2013

    To awful

    Tal abot it

    0 out of 9 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted July 23, 2012

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    Reviewed by Jean Brickell for Readers Favorite The book "A

    Reviewed by Jean Brickell for Readers Favorite

    The book "All the Pretty Hearses" is another one by author Mary Daheim starring the heroine, Judith, who runs a bed and breakfast and on the side solves murder crimes. She finds out that her husband, Joe, has been arrested for murder and she must find out why he has been charged.
    At the same time she is occupied with duties and problems back at the bed and breakfast. Most every one checking in causes more problems and she has her hands full. Her mother doesn't make things easier for Judith with her comments and sarcastic humor. Luckily her friends are there to help.

    Judith runs a bed and breakfast and she has got problems. Her husband has been arrested for murder. Two free guests think they have to pay and they try to climb out the window. There is a dead horse in the garage, but Judith doesn't have a horse. A large group that she is serving dinner for all fight with one another. And of course her mother as usual is grumpy and makes snide remarks about Judith's husband, Joe. "All the Pretty hearses" is a very funny book that you will enjoy very much. The pace is fast and things keep happening that drive poor Judith to distraction. The author, Mary Dahein, has done another good job on her bed and breakfast series as well as with Judith's amateur job of solving crime. This is a good book to settle in with, anytime.

    0 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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