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Show Time

Show Time

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by Suzanne Trauth

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The tide has turned for Dodie O'Dell since a hurricane upended her life on the Jersey Shore. Now she's further up the coast in sleepy Etonville, managing a restaurant that dishes dinners themed around the community theater's latest productions. But Dodie just never imagined she'd land the starring role in a case of bloody homicide . . .

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The tide has turned for Dodie O'Dell since a hurricane upended her life on the Jersey Shore. Now she's further up the coast in sleepy Etonville, managing a restaurant that dishes dinners themed around the community theater's latest productions. But Dodie just never imagined she'd land the starring role in a case of bloody homicide . . .

Intrigued by rumors of vanishing box office money, Dodie has agreed to help oversee the casting of Romeo and Juliet at the modest Etonville Little Theater. If nothing else, it's a welcome escape from the thirty-something's usual going-to-bed-with-a-mystery-novel routine. But when Jerome Angleton, a well-respected member of the theater company, is inexplicably found murdered on the loading dock, deadly drama transcends the stage-and the page. As a crime wave crashes over the small town, the spotlight is on Dodie to orchestrate her own investigation behind the scenes . . . before someone has a chance at a killer encore.

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Show Time

By Suzanne Trauth


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ISBN: 978-1-60183-720-2


There is no such thing as a Jersey girl. For example, if you lived below the Driscoll Bridge and were a citizen of the Jersey Shore, as I had been for most of my life, you were not necessarily defined by certain hairstyles and a particular accent. You were more likely to have a six-month tan and a strong penchant for boardwalk fries and fresh oysters. So I was a Jersey Shore girl.

Until Hurricane Sandy graced us with her presence. I watched the angry, churning water and crashing waves chew up the boardwalk like a hungry beast. Bigelow's, the restaurant that I managed, sat right on the beach. But then Bigelow's was destroyed, along with every other business in the vicinity. And so was my job. I turned in my keys, took one last look at my beloved ocean, packed my 2000 Chevy Metro, and stepped on the accelerator.

I was headed for Etonville, a quaint little community nestled in the shadow of New York City with a history that dated from Revolutionary War days. Etonville was intended to be a pit stop on my way to New York, somewhere I could live just long enough to save some money and make plans for my future. My former boss had a cousin who owned the Windjammer, a casual, family-style restaurant in Etonville that supposedly needed managing badly. I found an apartment on Craigslist and ended up renting a preWorld War II bungalow in the south end of town, five comfortable rooms all painted the same shade of optimistic yellow.

I settled in to get the Windjammer in shape. I'd been at it eighteen months.

The lunch rush was over. Henry, the owner/chef, and sous chef Enrico were working on prep for dinner, while bartender Benny restocked the bar and part-time server Carmen, Enrico's wife, cleaned tables. Our primary waitress, Gillian, was texting her boyfriend. I usually slipped out for a break at three o'clock.

"Be right back, Benny. Hold down the fort." I headed out the front door. It was a cool, breezy April day. New Jersey in spring. The weather could swing wildly this time of the year — hot, cold, or somewhere in between. I'd even seen a few late winter blizzards in April.

I zipped up my jacket, closed my eyes, and stopped to inhale. It was a favorite habit of mine down the shore, taking the time to smell the salt air and listen to the wheeling seagulls. This time of the day, the gulls would be coming in for a quick landing to scarf up all the edible debris on the boardwalk —

"I was just coming to see you."

It was Lola Tripper.

Lola and I had met the first day I started at the Windjammer. I had been a little harried — Gillian had called in sick and Henry had been barking at me to pick up orders. I'd stumbled out the kitchen door, tripped on my own feet, and plopped a chef salad onto Lola's lap. I'd apologized profusely, but she'd just laughed. I'd loved her instantly. She'd been my go-to confidante ever since. Despite our slight age gap — she was forty-four to my thirty-four — we had become fast friends: Broadway shows and the occasional trip to Atlantic City to play the slots.

Lola had become a widow a decade ago. Since her daughter was away at college in Chicago, Lola was left alone. Alone, but wealthy, thanks to a generous insurance policy. Three years ago, she retired early from the science department at Etonville High and made the time to pursue her passions, one of which was the Etonville Little Theatre, a community theater group with an all-volunteer membership.

"Hi, Lola. How's pre-production going?"

The ELT was getting ready to audition for Romeo and Juliet.

"Doing Shakespeare is more complicated than we thought. It's our biggest show yet. We need a broader casting pool. Are you interested?"

My theater experience was limited to a grammar school production, in which I had been an apple in an orchard of dying trees, and one semester of acting, taken as a lark with my college roommate, that had required us to work on productions. I'd painted backdrops and built a few props, and when a spear carrier caught the flu during the run of the show, I'd stepped in because the costume fit. But I had no greasepaint in my blood.

"Sorry. Acting's not for me. I thought most of the regulars would be cast."

"They probably will." Lola frowned. "It's just that most of them have never spoken blank verse before."

I wasn't sure the ELT was ready for the challenge of Shakespeare. I'd seen all of their productions, and they did a good job with musicals and comedies. They'd even gone to a couple of community theater conferences and won prizes. But iambic pentameter?

"Walter thinks we are up to the challenge," she said as if she could read my mind.

Walter was Walter Zeitzman, the general factotum of the theater part-time, real estate agent full-time. He'd been running the ELT for fifteen years after a middling career as an off-off Broadway director in New York. His primary responsibility was getting the shows up on schedule. For the last year, he'd had to pay more attention to the competition in neighboring Creston, where an upstart theater had just opened. He'd even toyed with the notion of bringing in professional guest artists from the city. Romeo and Juliet was his attempt to solidify the ELT's reputation as the premier theatrical entertainment venue in the area.

"If you want to do Shakespeare, why not start with a comedy? People love to laugh. How about Midsummer Night's Dream? You could get kids from the high school to play the fairies and frankly, I might have a better shot at our dinner theater package. Summer, picnics ... we could do a barbecue outside," I said.

There were exactly three eating establishments in Etonville: Coffee Heaven, an old-fashioned, great-for-breakfast Jersey diner; the Windjammer; and recently opened upscale bistro La Famiglia. Henry's regulars were beginning to sample the new Italian cuisine. Desperate to maintain his position as Etonville's gastronomic king, he was willing to let me think outside the box — which I've always been good at. I had a brainstorm. With the ELT conveniently situated next door, I suggested we begin a dinner-then-theater package, coordinating the menu with theme specials and offering discounts. Of course, the whole thing had taken some finessing. The artistic director had been resistant, and the ELT season had consisted of only four plays, a couple of music events, and a night of Irish step dancing in March. Still, it was a start.

But now I was stumped. The obvious choice was Italian, but with La Famiglia dishing up fettuccine alfredo and shrimp fra diavolo, we needed another theme and I needed inspiration.

"Walter thinks we need a show with 'gravitas,'" Lola said. "Something that will really knock the socks off Etonville."

"Romeo and Juliet certainly has gravitas."

"Walter has ideas about the Jets and the Sharks."

"That was West Side Story."

Lola flipped her blond hair off her shoulders. "Of course. But Walter wants to create contemporary resonance. So the audience will relate to the story of two lovers separated by gangs."

"But we don't have gangs in Etonville." Unless you counted the senior citizens center and the pickle ball club. They squared off once a year for a bocce ball tournament.

"Everyone loves a good romance," said Lola.

"True," I said. Which made me think about the state of my own romantic life. But that's another story.

"Walter's going to play Lord Capulet, and I'm pretty sure I'm playing Lady Capulet." She smiled serenely and assumed a regal pose.

I knew she'd been spending more time than usual at board meetings. Good for her. Walter was fiftyish, a good-looking guy with brown hair, dark eyes, and a full beard. He'd recently become single as a result of a rather messy divorce that had been discussed ad nauseam at the Snippets Salon.

"It's all so overwhelming for him. Directing and playing a lead role. Could you help out with auditions next Tuesday?"

"I'm not sure what Henry —"

"Dodie, we need your managerial skills! Penny will be stage managing, of course, but, well, you know Penny."

Enough said. Penny Ossining meant well, but if there was a complicated way to do things, she'd find it. Walter was loyal to her since she had been one of the first volunteers at the ELT when the doors opened twenty-five years ago.

"I'll have to check the work schedule." Monday was my day off so Tuesday was spent catching up. But Benny and I shared closing duties so some nights I took off after the dinner rush.

"Thanks, Dodie. And do you think Henry would mind putting these near the cash register?" Lola held up a stack of full-color flyers advertising auditions for Romeo and Juliet. "We already put an ad in the Etonville Standard."

I took the flyers. "Sure. You guys are going all out this time."

"Well, it's a big deal." She checked her watch. "Oops. I've got an appointment with Carol in fifteen minutes." Carol was the owner of Snippets, the local salon.

I lifted my auburn hair off my neck and pulled it into a ponytail. "I think I need a trim, too. I'll meet you there. I need some ideas on theme food for R and J. And Carol is such a great cook."

"I'll start thinking." Lola waved good-bye and hurried down the street to her car.

I had about an hour and a half before I was back on duty for dinner. I headed in the opposite direction and climbed into my red Metro.


In the town center, I found a parking spot on a side street and glanced at my watch. Just enough time to get a haircut before the dinner crowd arrived. I pushed open the door of the salon and was greeted by a swoosh of sound: dueling hair dryers, a ringing phone, and Carol, laughing loudly with Lola, who was in the process of getting shampooed. Carol had a booming, joyful, infectious laugh that could lighten up even the gloomiest days. It was the first thing I noticed about her. Whenever I needed more funny in my life, she was my go-to person.

I waved from the receptionist's desk, and Carol motioned for me to join them. Snippets had garnered a reputation for great service and reasonable prices. I walked down the middle of the salon, through two parallel rows of cutting and color stations, to the back wall, where silver side-by-side sinks were occupied by Lola and another Etonville patron. The woman on the right stood and wrapped a towel around her head and walked to a cutting station.

"Busy today?" I asked Carol.

"As a one-armed paperhanger."

"Can you fit me in? I just need a half-inch taken off," I said.

"Lola, can you wait a few minutes?" Carol asked.

"Sure. I told Walter I was going home after I was finished here anyway."

I plopped down into the vacant chair. Carol's curly salt-and-pepper head bobbed as she whipped out a cape, snapping it open and around my neck in one motion. Carol was a firmly grounded, forty-year-old Sicilian beauty. After Lola, Carol was my other BFF.

"Speaking of Walter ..." Carol said.

Lola sat up straighter. "Have you heard something?"

Carol lowered her voice. "I hear his ex has been carrying on." She arched an eyebrow.

"About what?" I asked.

While she shampooed my hair, rinsed out the suds, and brushed some conditioner through it, Carol divulged the latest on Walter's divorce. We didn't call Snippets gossip central for no reason. I was just generally interested in catching up with the small-town goings-on. Lola had a more personal stake in Walter's marital status. We settled into her cutting station.

"Annie Walsh. Remember her?" Carol asked.

Lola frowned. "Is she the one who used to own the bake shop on Anderson Street before it became Georgette's?"

Georgette's was a pastry shop par excellence that provided all of the Windjammer's desserts.

"That's the one. Well, she was in here yesterday, and she said that Walter's ex said that he was holding out on her alimony."

"What does that mean?" Lola was a tad defensive.

Carol shrugged. "Something about his having money in other accounts that he didn't fess up to during the divorce proceedings."

"I find that hard to believe," Lola said and opened a magazine.

Carol and I exchanged glances. I'd picked up a little scuttlebutt about Walter's shaky finances from some theater folks one night at the Windjammer.

"What are we doing?" Carol brandished the scissors and frowned at my shoulder-length locks.

"Just clip off the split ends." I swiveled my chair to see the other side of my head in the mirror facing me and looked beyond the sinks to the very rear of the salon. "Is that Pauli?"

He looked up and gave the three of us a solemn wave. Carol stomped on the hydraulic foot rest with authority, and the chair dropped several inches. She glanced over her shoulder to see her seventeen-year-old son, Pauli, seated on a carton of shampoo bottles, securely wedged between a portable hair dryer on wheels and a rolling service tray. His head was bent over a laptop, with an iPod for company.

"I told him he could use the receptionist's desk. I think he's a little self-conscious being in a salon with all these women around."

"What's he doing?" Lola squinted at him.

"Creating a website for Snippets," Carol said.

"Wow. Good for him." Pauli's father was a tech guy who worked in the city. Like father, like son, I thought. Pauli was a bright kid, but a little quiet. Whenever I visited Carol's home and he happened to be visible, it was usually with his face buried in a computer game on his laptop or cell phone, or on Carol's iPad.

Carol combed and clipped and combed and clipped vigorously. "Yeah, I'm proud of him. He wants to start a business doing websites. Can you imagine?"

"His dad must be pleased."

"He is, but I worry," she said.

I noticed Pauli texting, his thumbs moving so quickly they were like appendages of his brain.

"I wish he'd get out more. You know. With girls."

"He doesn't date?"

"He has this group of boys he hangs out with. All of them like him — glued to the computer and video games. He has no social life."

"I think if you're seventeen that is a social life these days. That and Facebook and Instagram."

Lola folded her magazine open and held it up in front of my face. "Look at this. It's a recipe for strawberries dipped in chocolate and covered with fresh cream. Yummy and romantic." Lola's eyes lit up.

"Are you looking for dessert recipes?" Carol stopped mid-snip.

"I'm working on the theme food for Romeo and Juliet and drawing a blank. I've ruled out Italian," I said.

"Too bad. I could give you my meatball recipe." Her husband's chubby physique was a testament to Carol's cooking.

Henry had inaugurated the dinner-then-theater with corned beef and cabbage to celebrate St. Patrick's Day — and the step dancing — and folks had been a little slow to come aboard. But things picked up with a French farce accompanied by beef Bourguignon, and Etonville was eating up the new idea. By the time the ELT produced Dames at Sea and I had devised a seafood buffet, patrons were getting used to dining early and darting next door to the show. It was a marriage made in culinary heaven.

"Something romantic might work."

"I remember a dinner al fresco years ago ... oysters, cheeses, avocados, champagne. ... It was luscious." Lola sighed.

"Maybe we should look into an outdoor café," I said, as Carol blow-dried my hair, giving it a fluff now and then. "Lola thinks I should audition for R and J."

"We need all the potential actors we can get," Lola trilled, still flipping through the magazine.

"Why don't you audition?" I said to Carol, looking at her in the mirror.

"When would I have time to rehearse a play? Not to mention that I can't act."

"Ditto," I said. "Are you helping with the hair and makeup?"

"Yes, she is," Lola volunteered. "Walter needs her expertise."

"If I can get the shop covered." She gelled her hands and patted my hair to pacify the frizzies.

Without our realizing it, Pauli had abandoned his nest in the back of the salon and ambled over to Carol's station.


Carol looked up and smiled. "Honey, say hi to Lola and Dodie."

He brushed a hunk of dark hair off his pimply forehead. "Hey."

"Are you hungry?" Carol asked.

"I can wait." He was smart and considerate.

"After I do Lola, I'll drive you home."

I stood up and grabbed my bag from the floor. "How's the website going?"

Pauli hesitated. "Okay, I guess."


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Show Time 3.9 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 9 reviews.
TessT More than 1 year ago
Show Time is Ms. Trauth's 1st book in her Dodie O'Dell Series. I thoroughly enjoyed this book. It takes place in a little theater environment. Everyone knows that the show must go on. Regardless of restaurants, shows and deaths, it does go on. FTC Full Disclosure - A copy of this book was sent to me by the publisher in hopes I would review it. However, receiving the complimentary copy did not influence my review.
MeezCarrie More than 1 year ago
One of the things I love most about cozy mysteries is the small town full of quirky characters, and Show Time by Suzanne Trauth delivers this in abundance. Despite the fact that someone is murdered, there are plenty of opportunities for subtle humor, thanks mostly to these previously mentioned quirky characters. I love books that make me chuckle, and this one does. Trauth does a great job writing banter, and I grinned through several dialogue exchanges. For instance, Edna and her overly dramatic police codes. Chief Bill Thompson makes a nice potential love interest for Dodie – subtly sexy and with a dry sense of humor that just makes you smile. The fact that he was so accommodating (well… sometimes) of her amateur sleuthing was a bit puzzling, but not enough to give me more than a few seconds’ pause. Bottom Line: While Show Time does start out a bit slow in my opinion, it quickly settles into a comfortable pace and fans of cozy mysteries will be delighted at this new series and a new author to follow. Trauth’s theater background transfers quite organically into the book’s setting and strikes a good balance of enough detail to be realistic but not so much that you feel you’re reading a stage manager’s manual. The whodunit may be a bit obvious after a certain point but that doesn’t take away at all from the reader’s enjoyment. (I received a copy of this book in exchange for only my honest review.)
CozyUpWithKathy More than 1 year ago
an engaging new series SHOW TIME by Suzanne Trauth The First Dodie O’Dell Mystery Hurricane Sandy destroyed much of the Jersey Shore including Dodie O'Dell's place of employment. So Dodie packed up and moved inland, to the small town of Etonville, where she manages the casual Windjammer restaurant. Dodie also joins forces with the Etonville Little Theater, located next door, creating dinner theatre events for residents of their community. The theatre's director has chosen to perform Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet, perhaps biting off more than the little community theatre can handle. When Lola, her good friend and troupe member, asks Dodie to help organize rehearsals, Dodie jumps in to lend her managerial skills. Dodie finds herself almost as in over her head as the director when Jerome, a fellow mystery reader and treasurer of the theatre is found murdered. Now it's up to Dodie to calm her boss, who's worried over a new restaurant in town, assist the good looking chief of police, whether he wants her help or not, and make sure that the show goes on! SHOW TIME is an engaging new series turning the fun as well as the challenges of community theatre into a backdrop for murder. The mystery itself is compelling and well plotted. Character foibles add intrigue as well as red herrings as Dodie and Chief Bill Thompson search for the truth. Dodie is a down to earth, likeable protagonist with enviable organizational skills and a penchant for trouble. The spark of romance between Dodie and Bill adds an extra dimension to the mystery as each needs to balance what information is shared with the other. Suzanne Trauth introduces us to a new world in SHOW TIME. Family restaurants, community theatre, and charming small town New Jersey make Dodie, as well as readers, feel at home. Despite many issues, murder included, one must never forget that in the end it's show time! FTC Disclosure – The publisher sent me a digital ARC provided through NetGalley, in the hopes I would review it.
JerseyGirlBookReviews More than 1 year ago
In Show Time, the first book in the Dodie O'Dell Mystery series, author Suzanne Trauth weaves an intriguing cozy mystery tale that easily draws the reader into following restaurant manager Dodie O'Dell's amateur sleuth adventure as she tries to uncover who murdered Jerome Angleton, a retired high school English teacher and dedicated member of the Etonville Little Theater. Rich in detail and vivid descriptions, the story takes place in the quaint small northern New Jersey town of Etonville, nestled in the shadow of New York City. This captivating and fast-paced whodunit tale has enough quirky characters, witty humor, drama, intriguing twists and turns, and conspiracy theories that will keep you guessing. This entertaining cozy mystery tale will keep you engaged as you turn the pages following along with Dodie's investigative adventure, and you can't help but get caught up in the drama and calamity that ensues as this sassy Jersey Girl (even though she calls herself a Jersey Shore Girl!) tries to solve the murder while rebuilding her life after Hurricane Sandy destroyed her home and the beachfront restaurant that she managed in a Jersey shore town. Dodie's story unfolds with a wonderful balance of comedy, drama, suspense, and intriguing twists and turns that easily kept me guessing, and left me wanting more. I enjoyed how the author utilized her extensive professional theater experience to provide the reader with an intriguing look behind the curtain into the production and operation of local community theaters. I would be remiss if I also didn't mention how much I enjoyed that the author chose our shared home state to be the setting of this story. From the richly vivid description of the shore and small town settings, the reader gets a wonderful sample of what New Jersey really has to offer its residents and visitors, and gets two thumbs up from this proud Jersey Girl! Show Time is an entertaining cozy murder mystery that will engage you to join in the crazy adventures and trials and tribulations that occur, while providing you with an intriguing mystery to solve. Show Time is the first book in the Dodie O'Dell Mystery Series. Disclaimer: I received a copy of the book from the author / publisher in exchange for my honest review.
LisaKsBooksReviews More than 1 year ago
A great debut to what promises to be a fun series! With SHOW TIME, author Suzanne Trauth has penned a fast moving story, filled with mystery, intrigue, and humor. The plot was enjoyable. The multi-layered characters were as well developed as characters in a long running series. The mystery aspect was well written, and kept me guessing. SHOW TIME was a wonderful story I didn’t want to put it down. A fun escape from the real world, one and I have every plan of visiting again in future installments.
weluvdopey More than 1 year ago
This is a great book; this is the first book in the A Dodie O’Dell Mystery series written by Suzanne Trauth. Dodie O’Dell is living in Etonville, managing a restaurant that dishes dinners themed around the community theater’s latest productions. Intrigued by rumors of vanishing box office money, Dodie has agreed to help oversee the casting of Romeo and Juliet at the modest Etonville Little Theater. If nothing else, it’s a welcome escape from the thirty-something’s usual going-to-bed-with-a-mystery-novel routine. But when Jerome Angleton, a well-respected member of the theater company, is inexplicably found murdered on the loading dock, deadly drama transcends the stage and the page. This is a great book with a wonderful story and well developed characters. This book will keep you reading long into the night. If you are looking for a great book, then you need to read this book. I am looking forward to reading the next book by this great author. A Review copy was provided to me in exchange for a fair and honest review. The free book held no determination on my personal review.
KrisAnderson_TAR More than 1 year ago
Show Time by Suzanne Trauth is the first book in A Dodie O’Dell Mystery series. Dodie O’Dell is the manager of the Windjammer restaurant in Etonville, New Jersey. Dodie left the Jersey Shore after Hurricane Sandy. Etonville is a quaint small town and Dodie made a good friend in Lola Tripper. Lola is a retired science teacher who now spends her time at the Etonville Little Theatre (ELT for short). Dodie convinced Windjammer’s owner, Henry, to start a dinner and theater affair. Dodie creates special menus (themes) to go along with each ELT production. ELT is getting ready to hold auditions for their latest play which is Romeo and Juliet. Walter Zeitzman, the director and general factotum, decided to try Shakespeare (ELT has not done works of the Bard before). Lola convinces Dodie to help out during the auditions. Walter’s assistant, Penny tends to be a little scatterbrained and disorganized. Jerome Angleton is friend of Dodie’s. Jerome is another retired teacher (English) who acts in the theater’s productions. Jerome and Dodie share a love of mystery novels. Jerome confided in Dodie that money has been disappearing from the theater, and Jerome has been looking into it. Unfortunately, Jerome is found dead on the theater’s loading dock before he concludes his investigation. Dodie wants to find out who killed her friend and sets out to get answers in between her work at Windjammer and helping out with the production of Romeo and Juliet. Chief Bill Thompson is new to the town and could use some help (Dodie cannot help but notice his handsome exterior). Bill is not privy to the gossip at ELT nor is he familiar with all the citizens of Etonville yet. It turns out that Jerome had some secrets (who doesn’t). Follow Dodie as she unravels the clues to find the killer. Show Time has some interesting characters (Dodie, Lola, Carol), and I liked the theater aspect. However, I found the book to be slow paced (it seemed to drag at times) and the book was not holding my interest. There are many characters (and they all seem to be quirky and troubled) thrown at us in this first book as people are trying out for Romeo and Juliet. The author tried to make the mystery complicated (we are led on a merry chase), but it is actually child’s play to solve (the killer stood out like there was a flashing, neon arrow over the culprit’s head). There are way too many references to Dodie’s car which she refers to as “my metro” (I have no clue what that is). It was entertaining to read about what goes into a small town theater production. I give Show Time 3.5 out of 5 stars (It was okay, but needs some work). The series does have potential, and I will read the next book in A Dodie O’Dell Mystery series. I received a complimentary copy of Show Time from NetGalley in exchange for an honest evaluation of the novel. The opinions and comments expressed are strictly my own.
ArizonaJo More than 1 year ago
Show Time by Suzanne M. Trauth was a quickly paced entertaining cozy mystery. Ms. Trauth was a "new to me" author but her writing has sold me on reading her next book. The characters were all well developed and relatable. Dodie O'Dell has started her life over in Etonville. After losing her job on the Jersey Shore, she has taken the job of restaurant manager at the Windjammer. She is smart, funny and totally overwhelmed as she takes on helping the Etonville Little Theater. Chief Bill Thompson is also new to town having been hired as the police chief after the former Chief of Police died. He's still learning his way around the town and getting to know the residents. I really liked them both and look forward to a reading more about them - maybe a romance. The plot was quickly paced, there was some humorous dialogue and enough twists that kept me guessing as to who and why the murder was committed. I received an eARC from Lyrical Underground via NetGalley in exchange for an honest review.
CozyMysteryLover1 More than 1 year ago
Dodie O'Dell is rebuilding her life after Hurricane Sandy swept away her life on the Jersey Shore. Settling in to the town of Etonville, managing an upscale restaurant and ending her day curled up with a favorite mystery is her way of life. When a close friend asks for assistance at the Etonville Little Theater, Dodie agrees, a little evening entertainment might be a nice change. The last thing Dodie expects is to be involved in a murder, creating rehearsal schedules and trying to figure out the mystery of the missing cash. If you enjoy a bit of drama in your cozy mystery, then you need to read this book. I enjoyed the story within the mystery and the author has a great sense of humor. I really like Dodie, her character is down to earth and quite believable. I received an ARC of this book from the publisher via NetGalley in exchange for my fair and honest review.