Apple Turnover Murder (Hannah Swensen Series #13)

Apple Turnover Murder (Hannah Swensen Series #13)

by Joanne Fluke

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The Luscious Los Angeles Times And USA Today Bestseller!

Early summer brings plenty of work for baker Hannah Swensen, even before Mayor Bascomb's wife drops by The Cookie Jar to place an order for her charity event. . .for eleven-hundred cookies! And Hannah almost flips when her business partner, Lisa, suggests setting up an apple turnover stand. But she places her faith in Lisa and agrees to be a magician's assistant in the fundraiser's talent show. . .

The only snag is the show's host, college professor Bradford Ramsey. Hannah and her sister, Michelle, each had unfortunate romances with Ramsey, and when the cad comes sniffing around between acts, Hannah tells him off. But when the curtain doesn't go up, she discovers Ramsey backstage--dead, with a turnover in his hand. Now Hannah must find a killer who's flakier than puff pastry--and far more dangerous. . .

Includes Over Ten Cookie and Dessert Recipes From The Cookie Jar, Including Chocolate Sugar Cookies and Breakfast in a Muffin!

"The ever popular Fluke writes engaging cozies with one part great characters, one part gentle story, and three parts the best recipes in the genre." –Library Journal

"Catch up with the gang in this delightful, thoroughly entertaining series that keeps readers coming back for more." –Romantic Times

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9780758268297
Publisher: Kensington
Publication date: 02/01/2011
Series: Hannah Swensen Series , #13
Sold by: Barnes & Noble
Format: NOOK Book
Pages: 304
Sales rank: 6,007
File size: 898 KB

About the Author

JOANNE FLUKE is the New York Times bestselling author of the Hannah Swensen mysteries, which include Double Fudge Brownie Murder, Blackberry Pie Murder, Cinnamon Roll Murder, and the book that started it all, Chocolate Chip Cookie Murder. That first installment in the series premiered as Murder, She Baked:  A Chocolate Chip Cookie Mystery on the Hallmark Movies & Mysteries Channel. Like Hannah Swensen, Joanne Fluke was born and raised in a small town in rural Minnesota, but now lives in Southern California. Please visit her online at

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Apple Turnover Murder



Copyright © 2010 H.L. Swensen, Inc.
All rights reserved.
ISBN: 978-0-7582-6829-7


"'Til death do us part."

The words echoed in the hushed flower-scented air and Hannah Swensen shivered in her bridal finery. The church was filled to capacity on this Sunday afternoon in early June and sunbeams streamed through the stained glass windows that lined the nave, transforming the dust motes that floated on lazy air currents into bits of vividly colored confetti.

'Til death do us part.

The words were simple, the sentiment was true, and Hannah knew that marriage was supposed to last a lifetime. But hearing such grave words on this joyous occasion always reminded her of an opening line in a television murder mystery. In the next shot, the groom would kiss the bride and the whole congregation would mirror their happy smiles. Then the camera would pull back, and the music would change to a minor key. Something was about to happen, something ominous. Someone was going to die before the first commercial break, and you could almost bet that the victim would be one-half of the bridal couple, most likely the actor or actress who was lesser known and lesser paid.

But not today and not here in Lake Eden, Hannah told herself, feeling a bit silly for her dark thoughts on this happy occasion. She could probably blame her overactive imagination on too much work and not enough sleep. Hannah and her partner, Lisa, had put in long hours at The Cookie Jar, their coffee shop and bakery, and their jam-packed schedule was far from completed. They'd baked scores of cookies for graduation celebrations, bridal and baby showers, engagement parties, and school picnics. They'd even baked their signature wedding cookies for this wedding, Old-Fashioned Sugar Cookies topped with glittering crystals of granulated sugar and decorated with the initials of the bride and the groom in frosting, enclosed in a frosting heart. Once the reception line had come to an end, everyone would mingle in the church garden to enjoy iced lemonade and The Cookie Jar's wedding cookies.

Hannah was attempting to count the wedding celebrants that filled the pews to make sure they'd brought enough cookies when a warm hand reached out to clasp hers. The hand belonged to Norman Rhodes, son of the bride, Carrie Rhodes, and one of the men she was currently dating. Norman was smiling and he'd told Hannah that he was pleased his mother was marrying a man they all knew and liked, Earl Flensburg.

As Carrie and Earl turned and began their first walk down the aisle together as man and wife, Hannah caught a glimpse of her own mother's face. Delores Swensen was a study in contrasts, smiling and dabbing at her eyes with a lace handkerchief at the same time. Weddings always made Delores cry. She'd once admitted to Hannah that she'd cried at her own wedding and, much to her embarrassment, smudged her mascara in the process.

Hannah followed Norman out of the pew and down the side aisle toward the front doors of the church. "Are you going to stand in the reception line?"

"I'll congratulate them later when I make the first toast." Norman waved and Hannah turned to see Mike Kingston, the other man she occasionally dated, standing on the steps that led up to the church doors. He was still wearing his Winnetka County Sheriff's Department uniform and that probably meant he was still on duty. Mike waved back at them and Hannah and Norman went down the steps to greet him.

"Sorry I missed the wedding," Mike said when they arrived at his side. "I was supposed to be off work an hour and a half ago, but there was a robbery. You'd think in heat like this, the criminals would stay home and fan themselves."

"What did they steal?" Norman asked.

"A couple of fans?" Hannah guessed, earning long-suffering looks from both men.

"You're close," Mike told her. "They stole a truck loaded with one of those above-ground swimming pools."

"That's a pretty big thing to steal," Norman said. "Did you catch them?"

"Sure. The pool was still in the bed of the truck and they were trying to fill it up in the parking lot at the Eagle. You know where that is, don't you?"

Both Hannah and Norman nodded. They'd rescued Hannah's youngest sister, Michelle, from the country-western bar last summer when she'd helped them substantiate a suspect's alibi.

"They were trying to set up the pool at the Eagle?" Hannah asked him.

"Trying is the operative word. Since they didn't have a hose, they recruited everybody at the bar to carry out beer mugs filled with water and dump them in the pool. Lonnie and I figured it would have taken them at least four days to fill it up enough for a swim."

"So you caught them and arrested them?" Norman asked.

Mike shook his head. "It seems they were drinking buddies with the owner of the truck. And once they agreed to help him unload the pool at his house, and he agreed to let them go for a swim, everybody went off happy. But I missed the wedding and I'm sorry about that." Mike turned to Norman. "Give your mother and Earl my apologies, okay? And tell them I'll see them later."

"Let's head out to the Lake Eden Inn," Norman suggested after Mike had left.

Hannah glanced at her dress watch, squinting a bit to read the tiny numbers. She was used to the big dial on the watch she wore at work where time was of the essence and a minute or two more could turn a boiled frosting into concrete. "If we leave now, we'll be an hour early for the reception."

"Good. I want to check my video equipment to make sure everything's working right." Norman stopped speaking and frowned slightly. "Did I give you the bag of cat treats and toys I bought?"

Hannah turned to smile at him. "Yes, you did. But there's enough in that bag for a month and you're only going to be gone for three nights."

"I know. It's just that I've never left Cuddles before and I wanted to make sure she had everything she needed."

"But how about the time Marguerite took her up north?" Hannah asked, remembering the vacation Cuddles and her former owner had taken last summer.

"That's different. I didn't leave Cuddles. Cuddles left me." Norman was silent for a moment and then he began to grin. "That sounds a little crazy, doesn't it?"

"Not a bit. I'd feel the same way."

Hannah reviewed the plan in her mind as they walked to Norman's car. Once the reception was over, Norman would be driving his mother and Earl to the international airport in Minneapolis where they would catch a midnight flight to Rome. They were touring Italy for their honeymoon, somewhere Carrie had always wanted to go. Norman would see them off and then he'd drive to the hotel where he'd be staying for three nights. On Monday he'd meet up with some friends from dental school who were opening a clinic in St. Paul, tour the building they'd chosen for their clinic, and then they'd all go out to dinner together. On Tuesday he'd attend the grand opening, stay over that night, and drive back to Lake Eden Wednesday morning in time for his first appointment. He'd pick up Cuddles that night after work, and his cat would have almost seventy-two hours to spend playing with her best friend, Moishe.

"Do you think we should check on the cats before we drive out to the reception?" Norman asked.

"We can stop at the condo if you're worried about them, but I'm sure they're fine. I filled the Kitty Valet with food before we left and Moishe's always been a real gentleman about letting Cuddles eat first. They're probably snuggled up on the couch together, watching the Animal Channel."

"You're right. No sense in disturbing them." Norman opened all four doors of his car to let the heat out before he gestured for Hannah to get inside. "I'll get the air conditioning on right away," he promised.

It was a hot afternoon and Hannah was glad that the air conditioning in Norman's sedan was better than the air conditioning in her cookie truck. Even if she turned it on full blast, someone blowing over the top of an ice cube would be more effective. Riding in Norman's well-maintained car was a welcome treat, and by the time they pulled out of the church parking lot, cool air was already beginning to pour out of the vents. "I just love your car!" she said with a sigh, leaning back against the headrest.

The moment the words were out of her mouth, she regretted them. They'd just come from a wedding and that meant both of them had weddings on the mind. It would be natural for Norman, who really wanted her to accept the proposal he'd tendered over a year ago, to say, Marry me and I'll buy you one just like it. Or, Just say yes and I'll make everything easy for you, Hannah. Or even, Did you see how happy Mother was? I'd make you even happier if you'd marry me.

But Norman didn't say any of those things. Instead, he just laughed. "You don't love my car. You love my air conditioning."

"It's true." Hannah hung her head in pretended shame. "I'm just a fool for a good-looking condenser and powerful vents."

Norman chortled. There was no other word for it. It was a sound that was midway between a chuckle and a gurgle and it made Hannah smile to know she'd caused it. There was no greater gift than making someone laugh. People who laughed were happy.

It was a huge party. Almost everyone they knew in town was there, but the Swensen sisters had found each other and snagged a table. Hannah, Andrea, and Michelle were seated at a rectangular table at the edge of the dance floor. Their mother, Delores, sat at one end, looking no more than a decade older than her daughters.

"And you're going to fill in at Granny's Attic while Carrie's on her honeymoon?" Hannah asked Michelle.

"That's right." Michelle turned to smile at her mother. "I've got a whole month before I have to be back at Macalester, and Mother's promised me a commission on any antiques I sell."

"And an hourly wage on top of that," Delores amended her youngest daughter's statement, and then she turned to Hannah. "Michelle will be able to stay with you for a while, won't she, dear? I'm having the hardwood floors redone and it could take several weeks."

"Not a problem. Michelle can stay with me anytime she wants."

Michelle turned to give Hannah a grin. "Thanks!"

"I should be the one to thank you. The last time you stayed over, you made breakfast for me. And the day you left, you stripped your bed and washed the sheets. Not only that, you emptied the drier and folded all my clothes. I love it when you stay with me."

All four Swensens looked up as a man stopped by their table. It was Lonnie Murphy, the deputy sheriff Michelle dated when she was in town. "Hi, Shelly. Do you want to dance?" he asked.

"I'd love to!" Michelle smiled, got up from her chair, and took Lonnie's arm. She looked genuinely delighted to be asked as they stepped out onto the dance floor.

Hannah hid a grin. Michelle hated to be called Shelly. It was the name her fourth grade class had given to the box turtle they kept in their terrarium. She'd once told Hannah she thought that Shelly was a great name for a turtle but not for her, and she'd engaged in several hair-pulling fights on the school playground with anyone who'd dared to call her by that nickname. Obviously things had changed. When Lonnie called her Shelly, Michelle just smiled at him. Hannah figured that must be love, or at least a close facsimile.

"Delores. Just the person I wanted to see." Bud Hauge approached their table. He owned the welding shop in town and Hannah knew he'd worked on several broken antiques for her mother.

"Bud." Delores acknowledged him with a nod. "Don't tell me you can't weld the rocker on my treadle sewing machine."

"Okay. I won't tell you I can't weld your sewing machine."

"Bud!" There was a warning tone in their mother's voice and Hannah exchanged grins with Andrea. Delores had gone to school with Bud and he loved to tease her.

"Just kidding. It's all ready for you, good as new. I'll drop it by Granny's Attic tomorrow morning."

"Thank you, Bud. That's perfect. I'd like you to take a look at something else we bought. Have you ever done any restoration on grave art?"

Bud gave a little shrug. "I don't know. They bring it in, I weld it. What's grave art?"

"It's a tribute for a grave, a statue or some kind of decoration chosen by the family. Commonly they're made of marble or granite, but this one is metal."

"What is it? An angel or something like that?"

"No, it's a fish."

"A fish?" Both Andrea and Hannah spoke at once since Bud appeared to be rendered speechless.

"I believe it's a walleye pike. It's not so unusual if you consider that families like to personalize the graves of their dearly departed."

Dearly departed? Hannah stared at her mother in shock. She'd never heard anyone use that phrase outside the walls of a church. "So some dead person inside, whoever he was, liked to fish?"

"I assume so, dear. We have several examples of grave art at the shop. They're from the family mausoleum section of Spring Brook Cemetery and they date back to the eighteen hundreds."

"They're tearing down part of that section, aren't they, Mother?" Andrea asked.

"They're relocating it, dear. The city council feels that the crypts are in such bad repair, they could be dangerous."

"How could they be dangerous if everyone who's in them is dead?" Hannah asked.

Andrea and Bud burst into laughter, and Hannah noticed that Delores did all she could do to keep a straight face. "That's not very nice, dear," she chided her eldest daughter.

"But it's funny," Bud said, still chuckling.

"And it's true," Andrea added.

"Well, be that as it may, the council decided to take down the crumbling mausoleums and relocate the ... um ... contents."

"All of them?" Hannah asked, remembering how she used to ride her bike out to the old part of the cemetery and walk past the giant stone angels and carved headstones. "I used to love the pink granite mausoleum with the columns in the front."

"That belongs to the Evans family and Florence has agreed to repair it. Four generations of her family are buried there. The problem the council had was with some of the other mausoleums. At least a dozen were unclaimed. Either the families moved to parts unknown, or there are no living relatives."

"Those are the ones they're tearing down?" Bud asked.

"That's right. But some of the grave art can't be moved to the new gravesites. Either it's in bad repair or it's simply too large. Carrie and I are taking whatever we can salvage to sell at Granny's Attic and we'll donate the proceeds to the relocation fund."

"That's nice of you, Mother," Andrea said. "But do you really think that anybody will buy a walleye for a grave?"

"It's already sold, dear. Winnie Henderson is buying it for her family crypt. She's kept it up over the years, but she never got around to ordering any kind of decoration."

"And she wants the walleye?" Bud looked astonished.

"Yes. One of her husbands just loved to hunt and fish. I think it was the third one?"

"I thought it was the fourth," Hannah said.

"Whatever. Winnie said his fishing buddy wanted all his fishing tackle, so she couldn't put any inside. All she had were his hunting things."

"She put those inside?" Andrea asked.

"Yes, and that's why she wants the walleye. Winnie wants everyone to know that he was a great fisherman as well as a good hunter."

"Sounds like what the Egyptians did with the pyramids," Bud commented. "Does Winnie believe he'll use them in the afterlife?"

"I don't know, Bud. Winnie has some strange notions and I didn't really get into it with her."

"Wait a second," Bud said, looking a little worried. "She didn't put any guns in there, did she?"

"Heavens, no! She kept the guns. She said you never know when you need firearms out on the farm. She shot a lynx last year, right before it attacked one of her calves."

"Is a lynx the same as a wildcat?" Andrea turned to Hannah. "I always get those two mixed up."

"A lot of people do. The bobcat's genus is lynx, but if you're thinking of the Canadian lynx we see here in Minnesota, they're twice as big as bobcats, and they have snow-shoe paws."

Delores laughed. "I don't think Winnie got close enough to examine its paws."

"But was the bobcat Winnie shot a Canadian lynx?" Andrea asked.

"Probably," Bud answered her question, "especially if it was attacking something as big as a calf."

"Maybe it was a cougar, or a ... a mountain lion." Andrea was obviously struggling with the nomenclature. "Or don't we have any of those here?"


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Apple Turnover Murder (Hannah Swensen Series #13) 3.7 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 213 reviews.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I really want to like this mysteries series. I've tried and read several of the books, but I just don't find that the main character, Hannah is believable as single 30 year old woman who owns her own business. Sorry, but what decade does she live in? Can't identify with her even though I'm in the same demo and live in the midwest too. I can not stand how prudish she comes off and how she can't just pick a boyfriend/fiance. Really? Even after close to 2 years? How come she doesn't have more close girlfriends in a town where she grew up? I've liked parts of the books, but not a complete story and have decided to stop trying.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This book was a little different because it seemed that I was halfway through the book before the murder occurred. It was refreshing to have Norman distracted and not so doting on Hannah and to have her a little worried about the potential of losing him. I loved the ending and cannot wait for the next book!!!
BambiBM More than 1 year ago
Apple Turnover Murder is a very good book. I have read all the Hannah Swensen murder series and enjoy the way Joannne Fluke writes them. I love all the characters and all the recipes that are in each book. I recommend all these books to everyone that enjoys a good mystery and murder story.
ak1219 More than 1 year ago
I really liked the latest installment of Hannah Swensen's story but I would love it if Ms. Fluke would make Hannah pick one already! The story was suspenseful and I love all the characters but I'm ready fer Hannah to have 1 boyfriend!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Goodbye, Hannah, etc. I have had enough. When the next book comes out I will check it out of the library, copy the recipes, and return it unread. I have read every book in this series but the books get increasingly more banal. Hannah is no longer a character I want to spend time with.
12abby More than 1 year ago
It's wonderful to read a mystery that didn't need cursing and sex to tell a story. Thank you Joanne Fluke for writing books that are so engaging without garbage added.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Was a pleasant before bed read..until the last chapter. Ruined the whole story. Then the next book in the series destroyed it completely. Joanne Fluke, I was expecting a nice comeback as you have such a way with words and events. But the next book only made the situation from bad to worse (and non-realistic in today's day and age). The characters could have sought legal help instead of becoming a slave to circumstance. Went from a 4 star to a 2.5 for that reason.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I downloaded this story and Key Lime Pie Murder. Both were boring. I have not read all of the Hannah Swensen books, or I probably would have stopped reading them a long time ago. Books are predictable. Boring plots, long, boring conversations with mom and sisters. And at 30 years old, she can't make up her mind what man she wants. Grow up, Hannah!!! When Ms. fluke starting writing this series, she obviously struck gold with her readers. But after all this time, the series has grown old. I have a wish list of books I want to download on my Nook. I've taken the Hannah Swensen books off that list. Waste of money.
MagicMom50 More than 1 year ago
I read the poor reviews and thought, this is just a light reading, I can still enjoy this. Unfortunately, the other reviews are correct. I kept asking myself "Did J. F. really write this"? It is way too simple and different from the previous books I have enjoyed in the series. Too many fluff conversations going nowhere, too many receipes (did I actually write that?) leaving very little of actual pages toward the story, and just not a typical Hannah Swenson mystery. It was like it followed the formula but someone else wrote it. Let's hope that this series continues and reforms back to the Hannah mystery style we all have learned to enjoy!!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Joanne Fluke's books have really gone down hill. The ongoing inablility to decide between Mike and Norman is no longer intriguing and is just plain annoying. Because this indecision has been going on for so many books, all three characters look foolish. Additionally, the actual story is a small part of the book. Much of the book is taken up with recipes and silly conversations between the characters that are basically drivel, like "I like it with sprinkles, I like it with icing" blah, blah. Remove the recipes and drivel and the actual story is about 20 pages. Joanne has lost me as a reader.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I loved the Hannah Swensen series but I am finding it more difficult to tolerate the characters. This love triangle is getting really unbelievable but what bothers me most is that we are supposed to believe that Hannah is somehow the only adult capable of doing anything in this town! Can't anyone think for themselves or do anything without the advice and explicit directions of Hannah Swensen? I was also pretty annoyed with how every little detail of every conversation had to be played out as if the audience is incapable of getting the gist of it. I have stayed loyal to this series in hopes it would get back on track and up to par with the first few books but this one was the worst. It seems as if the books are becoming a means to get the recipes out there instead of making the recipes a sweet little addition to the story. Maybe a short story collection would be a better option? Not sure if I will stay with this and I am really disappointed to say that :(
colleen38 More than 1 year ago
Her inability to differentiate between sex and love are getting in the way of the plot. I find myself so irritated by her than I can no longer enjoy the series.
AlmaLynne More than 1 year ago
I am a culinary mystery afficiando and I look forward to Joanne Fluke's books with anticipation, both for the further adventures of Hannah and for the great recipes. Her books actually end up living with my cookbook collection. That being said, I like Joanne Fluke's characters and her mysteries do keep me entertained. She does not hesitate to confront uncomfortable situations, like sexual abuse, although her remedy for the situation, killing off the abuser, seems a bit extreme - You end up rooting for Hannah and her sisters (wait, isn't that a movie??) and the assorted denizens of Lake Eden although I am getting a little tired of Hannah's intransigence about her love life - I recommend all the Hannah Swenson mysteries and almost all the recipes!!!
candice-kennedy_ More than 1 year ago
Well, Ms. Fluke has done it again. Family, friends, good food and murder . . . it all comes together like a good meal. My husband loved the sausage and cheese pancakes and the breakfast in a muffin. I gain a pound or two with every new tale but I don't care, it's worth it!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I really enjoyed this book. Actually, I enjoy all of the series by Joanne Fluke featuring Hannah Swenson. The mystery is not as "heavy" as some murder mysteries and it is fun to see if I can figure out what has happened before the end of the book. The characters are people you can be interested in and want to know what is going on in their lives. A "cozy" mystery is much more to my liking than some of the more intense stories, although at times I enjoy one of that kind also. Now I look forward to the next Hannah Swenson escapade.
lindapanzo on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
This is the latest in a long-running cozy series featuring a small town Minnesota cookie maker. I have absolutely loved this series but this one doesn't live up to the usual standards, I feel.In this one, Fluke places far too much emphasis on cookie talk and cookie recipes and the mystery seems almost like an afterthought. I have thought, for quite some time, that the author needs to shake up this series and now, the potential for that is in place. (I won't spoil by providing details.)
NellieMc on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
I loved the earlier Hannah Swansen mysteries, but the last four (Plum Pudding, Devil's Food Cake, , Cream Puff, Apple Turnover) have become problematic. Way too many recipes, way too little mystery. And, frankly, the love interests are getting very rote and her attempt to make them more complex has just made Mike more callous and put Norman in an absurd situation that has no credibility. And her other characters are losing their edge.
ldybug on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
This book is a very different type of mystery. It seemed very rushed at the end with the murder and not really unpredictable. The recipes seem to be very good, other than that it was not too interesting
tututhefirst on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Standard Hannah Swenson who dunnit-good brain candy for a rainy day but good grief ! Will the woman ever make up her mind and marry either Norman or Mike? If you like the series, or are looking for good recipes for sweet toothies, this isn't a bad story, but it will never win any literary awards.
khiemstra631 on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
This latest entry in the Hannah Swenson series is as entertaining as ever and filled with luscious-sounding recipes. The big question in my mind is: how do these characters eat all of these cookies and not grow to the size of elephants? Only in a novel could this happen! This novel is perhaps not as suspense-filled as some of the other ones in the series, but there is definite trouble on the romance front between Norman and Mike. Just as things seemed to point in Norman's favor, a major complication is revealed in the last paragraph of the book. Will Hannah end up in Mike's arms instead? Can't wait for the next installment to find out what happens next!
cyderry on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Hannah Swensen, the owner of the Cookie Jar in Lake Eden Minnesota is, as usual, in a romantic dilemma in this latest adventure. She is torn between Norman, the dentist and Mike, the cop, with an old flame thrown in to stir the mix. However, in this escapade, Norman travels off to the big city to visit with old friends, Mike is pushing Hannah toward Norman, and the old flame turns up dead after an argument with our heroine. The characters of this well-flavored series are evolving, however, in this book the murder didn't even occur until well past the halfway mark leaving the reader wondering when something material was going to happen. Once it did, there were very few clues for the reader even though the ones that were there were quite obvious.Of all the Hannah Swensen mysteries, I probably have to vote this one my least favorite because of the lack of mystery but I still enjoyed the book because of the development of some of my favorite characters.
bearette24 on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
The latest entry in Joanne Fluke's culinary mystery series is a little weak as a mystery. I predicted the killer early on, and the whole chapter where his identity is revealed is extremely predictable. The way she gets herself out of her jam in that chapter is not too credible, either. However, the Mike and Norman romances were interesting. A new complication with Norman is revealed at the end.
MmeRose on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
I believe it is time for Joanne Fluke to wrap up this series and go on to other pursuits.It has been a few years since I read a Hannah Swenson book, but in the intervening books, apparently nothing has changed. Perhaps this is one definition of a ¿cozy¿; I don¿t believe that other series remain so static. Having skipped five or six books, I read this one without ever getting the sense that I¿d missed anything important.As other reviewers have stated, the mystery in The Apple Turnover Murder seems like a side issue, almost irrelevant. It occurs late in the book and is easily solved. Ms. Fluke has written a nice series but her characters are now stagnating. She needs to cut it off before it becomes so boring it supports the stereotype that sex and mayhem are necessary to hold a reader¿s interest.Oh, and the big Norman revelation? It seems to me that she felt a hook was needed to get people interested in book 15.
pausanias on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
As usual Fluke writes a good character driven book. Compared to her other books in the series this one was a little light on the mystery. For followers of Hannah Swensen this book helps to advance the romantic indecision that Hannah struggles with and it also gives us more insight into the workings of the Swensen clan. It is nice that Michelle was in this book more as she is proving herself to be a younger version of Hannah and she also brings some really good recipes with her. Fluke ends the book with a sentence that is sure to make die hard Hannah fans eager for the next book in the series and helps to answer some questions about what on earth is up with Norman.
amysnortts on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
When I first started reading Fluke's books, I loved them. The idea of a small, cozy town and recipes in the books just got me hooked. However, as I continued on with the series I've noticed that they are too formulaic- Hannah discovers a dead body, Hannah is supposed to stay out of it, but everyone else wants her involved, Hannah proves to be more adept at solving crimes than those around her, and there is always something weird with the men in her life. I am having a hard time understanding what there is to really like about her character- I can't see why we're supposed to believe three different men are besotted with her. Nor do I understand why she has made some of the decisions she has made, these things make it hard for me to relate to her.I do like how Fluke incorporates dialogue in and her style is very cozy feeling. While the townsmembers don't find it odd that so many murders are taking place in their podunk town, they are usually pretty entertaining. I rated this book as three stars simply because it's a fluff read- not a waste of time, but not something I was glad to have devoted a few hours to.