Being a new mother can be murder in New York Times bestselling author Charlaine Harris’s latest heart-pounding mystery starring the inimitable Aurora Teagarden, Sleep Like a Baby.
Robin and Aurora have finally begun their adventure in parenting. Everything is going swimmingly but when Roe’s mother offers to pay for live-in childcare for Sophie, how can she refuse? Baby Nurse Virginia proves to be a godsend when Robin has to leave town for work and Roe is struck with a bad case of the flu. Then, one dark and stormy night, Roe wakes to hear the screams of her daughter…and, lo and behold, Virginia is nowhere to be found. Instead, Roe happens upon a dead body in her backyard who is definitely not Virginia. As if the demands of new motherhood weren’t enough, now Roe must unlock this shocking double mystery. How can she manage to find Virginia and a killer. . .on so little sleep?
“A delightful series.”Library Journal
About the Author
CHARLAINE HARRIS is a #1 New York Times bestselling author who has been writing for over thirty years. Born and raised in the Mississippi River Delta area, she is the author of the Aurora Teagarden mysteries, which are the basis for the Hallmark Movies & Mysteries Aurora Teagarden original movies; the Sookie Stackhouse urban fantasy series, which was the basis for the HBO show True Blood; the Midnight, Texas series, which is the basis for the NBC show of the same name; the Shakespeare mysteries; the Harper Connelly mysteries; and the Cemetery Girl mysteries. Harris now lives in Texas with her husband.
Date of Birth:November 25, 1951
Place of Birth:Tunica, Mississippi
Education:B.A. in English and Communication Arts, Rhodes, 1973
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I was standing at the backyard fence, watching the Herman twins (a) play with their dog, and (b) water their flowers. It was early in the morning, the only time of day it was tolerable for me to go outside in July in Georgia, since I was approximately as big as a rhinoceros.
"Are you past your due date, Roe?" Peggy called, as she tossed a ball for Chaka for at least the twentieth time.
I sighed. "Yes, three days." I'd put on my new cerise-framed glasses to cheer myself up. During my whole pregnancy, I hadn't cared which pair I wore, because I'd been so absorbed in my changing body. I'd pretty much gotten over that by now.
Lena turned the hose off and came over. (I had learned to identify them by their hair. Lena parted hers on the right.) Both the sisters were in great shape. They took turns walking the dog and they played tennis. Peggy and Lena were very self-sufficient in the household-repair department, too. I found them admirable and daunting.
"I was early with my twins," Lena said. "Three weeks. But they were fine."
"Where do they live now?" I knew they weren't local.
"Cindy lives in Maine, and Mindy is in Spartanburg."
"Peggy has a son, right?" I thought I'd met him once.
"Kevin. He's in Atlanta, but he's a doctor and a dad, so he doesn't have much spare time."
I nodded. It seemed like all I had now was time, but I could imagine being busy. Instead of waiting. And waiting. For the baby who would not arrive. I watched Peggy give Chaka a series of commands, all of which Chaka obeyed promptly.
"What kind of dog is he?" I said. He was clearly something. I'd never seen a dog like him.
"Rhodesian ridgeback." Lena smiled. "We got him from a rescue group. We couldn't have spent the money to buy a puppy. But he'd been ..."
Suddenly, I felt a gush of warmth. Oh my God, I thought, embarrassed beyond belief. I can't control my bladder. This is the rock bottom.
"Well," Lena said calmly, her gaze following my own horrified stare. "This is the end of your wait, I think. Your water just broke."
For just one moment, I was the only adult in the room. In my arms was the most important person in the world, Sophie Abigail Crusoe, two hours old. She's perfect, I thought, marveling. I'm the luckiest woman in the world. My daughter had just been presented to me as a swaddled bundle. I'd barely caught a glimpse of her as she emerged from her nine-months residence. Yielding to an irresistible urge, I unwrapped her just to make sure every part of her was present and in order. She was perfect. And she didn't like being unwrapped. Sophie made her dissatisfaction known in no uncertain terms, and I hastily (and clumsily) re-swaddled her. I felt guilty. I'd made Sophie cry, for the first time.
My husband, Robin, stuck his head around the door and eased inside, as if he weren't sure he was welcome. "How are you?" he asked me for the twentieth time. "How is she?" Robin might be feeling a little guilty, too, because I hadn't had the easiest labor. In our childbirth class I'd met a second-time mother who'd told me she didn't know what all the big fuss was about. She'd felt like she had indigestion for an hour; then her baby had popped out.
About midway during the twelve hours it had taken me to bring Sophie into the world — twelve very long hours — if that woman had walked in my room, and I'd had a gun, I'd have shot her dead.
But it had all been worth it.
"I'm fine," I said. "Just tired. And she's so great. All eight pounds." I held her out to him, smiling. "And she has red hair."
Red-haired Robin took Sophie as carefully as if she were an ancient Ming vase. He looked down at the tiny face, and my heart clenched at his expression. He was totally smitten. "Can I put in a moat around our house, and build a ten-foot wall?" he asked.
"I don't think the neighbors would approve," I said. "We'll just have to do the best we can to keep harm away from her." I tried to stifle a yawn, but I couldn't. "Honey, I'm going to sleep," I said. "You're on watch."
Even as a mother of two hours' experience, I was sure one of us should be on duty at all times.
As I drifted into sleep, feeling I deserved it for a job well done, I counted all the people who already loved Sophie: my mother, her husband, Robin's mother, Robin's siblings, my half brother, Phillip ... and I felt so blessed that Sophie had been born into this protective circle.
Though the moat and fence seemed a wise precaution.
Two months later, I had put that notion out of my head and was even able to laugh about it. A little. We'd resumed our lives, but with a huge difference. The central core of our existence was Sophie: her needs, her wants, her well-being. Though we were on the old side to be first-time parents (I was thirty-seven, Robin was forty), I felt we were coping like champions. On the whole.
Robin would get up with Sophie at night, bring her to our bed, where I would nurse her. I'd dive back into sleep while he changed her diaper and put her back in the crib. I would get up early in the morning, and take care of Sophie until noon or two, when Robin would have finished work. Then he'd give me a break for a few hours. Sometimes I took a nap during that time, sometimes I did a household chore. Sometimes I just read.
Phillip, who lived with us, donated the odd hour or two snatched from his busy high school schedule, so I could go to the grocery without taking the huge bag of necessities that a baby required. A couple of times, my mother came over when Robin had to speak at a luncheon or a signing.
By trial and error, we were able to provide full-time baby coverage without extreme exhaustion ... up until the time Robin had to leave for Bouchercon, the world mystery convention.
I came in the front door carrying a package of diapers. I'd taken Robin's car. Our two-car garage was more like a one-and-three-quarters car garage, and it was so nerve-racking to park side by side that one of our vehicles was usually left in the driveway.
After depositing the diapers in Sophie's room, returning to the car for the other bags, and checking again that the baby was still asleep, I joined Robin in our bedroom, right across the hall from Sophie's. Robin was packing. He was so methodical and careful about the process that I enjoyed watching him. Also, I'd found something I wanted to show him.
"Look," I said. I flourished the bouquet of yellow roses.
"Who sent you flowers?" he asked, looking up from folding his shirts.
"The card was blank." I looked at it again, stuck on its plastic prong. No, I hadn't missed anything. "I checked it twice."
"What florist?" He stood back and looked down at the suitcase, frowning slightly. He was reviewing his mental list of the items he'd packed. I didn't talk until he gave a decisive nod.
"Blossom Betty's," I read. That was the logo on the card. "Where's that?"
He picked up his phone and did a quick search. "It's in Anders," he said.
"Huh. Weird." Anders was halfway to Atlanta. Lawrenceton had once been a small town some distance out of Atlanta, but the space in between the two on the map was rapidly filling up with bedroom communities. Anders was one of those.
"They're really pretty," I said. "You like roses, right? Especially yellow ones? You said that in an interview. So I'm guessing that someone meant to congratulate you on the nomination."
"By sending me flowers?" He looked doubtful. Then he shrugged and coiled up another belt to place carefully in the middle of the bag. "Okay, that's it except for my shaving kit," he muttered. He looked at me with a resigned face. "You have to quit reading my interviews. I've said some weird things when I felt under pressure."
I went to the kitchen to put the roses in a vase. While I arranged the flowers, I realized I was feeling a bit sluggish. Not quite ill, but not really well, either. I was glad when we turned in for the night and I could legitimately crawl under the sheet. I was restless all night, but toward dawn I fell into a heavy sleep.
When I woke, Robin was already shaved, and he'd combed his unruly red hair. I was startled that I'd slept so long. I scrambled out of bed, with a hazy feeling that I was starting the day off on the wrong foot. In honor of his departure, I went about toasting some English muffins and scrambling eggs.
I caught a glimpse of Phillip as he grabbed a muffin on his way out the door. His friends Josh and Jocelyn Finstermeyer were already parked outside.
Robin perched on a barstool, enjoying a cup of coffee and a hot breakfast. The hot breakfast was a little unusual, I admit. I feel I am doing well to even start the coffeepot, most mornings. I turned away from the plate I'd prepared and coughed into my elbow.
"You're sick," Robin said.
"Oh, maybe a little cold," I said.
Robin touched my forehead, and went into our bathroom, reappearing with a thermometer.
I had a low-grade temperature. "It's nothing," I said, with forced cheer.
Robin looked at me sharply. "I'll cancel my flight and my hotel." He meant what he said, but I could detect his disappointment. He had a panel this afternoon with some of his idols, and the awards banquet would be tomorrow night. Ever since the day he'd gotten the phone call from the nominating committee, Robin had been walking on air.
For the past twelve years, Robin's sales had gained momentum, but he'd never before been nominated for more than a minor award or two. This year, for the first time ever, Robin was on the highly prestigious Anthony ballot. Only my reluctance to take a small baby into such a public venue had kept me from traveling to Nashville with him. Robin's friend (and best man at our wedding) Jeff Abbott had promised me he'd film Robin's acceptance speech — if Robin got to make it.
After I'd read the other nominated novels, I thought Panel of Experts had a real shot at winning. It was Robin's best book to date; plus (and this never hurts), he was a popular and respected writer.
"You're going," I said firmly. I stared Robin down across his suitcase. He was getting on that plane.
To give him credit, Robin was still dubious. "I'm worried about you. I don't want you to get sicker. Maybe call the doctor and see if you should even be breast-feeding?"
I hadn't thought of that. Sophie and I were a package deal until I weaned her. She would not take a bottle, which made me curiously proud, but it was actually quite inconvenient.
Robin, who'd been looking at me with baffled concern, brightened. "Listen, you want me to call that woman your mom hired? Who came every day after Sophie was born?"
"Virginia," I said.
My mother had figured home help was the best assistance she could give me. Though I had initially resisted the idea of sharing my first few days with my baby, I'd given in when I realized how exhausted I was. Virginia had had the energy to put a meal on the table and do the laundry as well as take care of Sophie's diaper changes while I took a nap and Robin tried to catch up on his work.
At that time, Virginia had stayed from 8:00 A.M. to 5:00 P.M. for five days. I'd recovered from the birth as quickly as I had because Virginia picked up the slack. Though I'd appreciated all Virginia's help, I couldn't say I'd bonded with her.
This morning, I figured it would be better to hire Virginia and not really need her than to go without her (possibly essential) help. I didn't often get sick, but when I did, I did a good job of it. If I was even thinking of going back to bed when Robin left, I'd need Virginia.
Robin checked his Contacts list and called her on the spot. He liked to walk around while he talked on the phone. He wandered into Sophie's room to look at her sleeping, and then down the hall, all the while exchanging a quiet dialogue. When he came back into the bedroom, he was beaming. "Her last job just ended. And she's willing to stay nights instead of days. If you're getting sick, your temperature will be going up at night. I'll only be gone till Sunday afternoon." He was much happier now that he could leave with a clear conscience.
"Do we still have the bed she used?" My mother had loaned us a folding bed. Phillip had the second bedroom, and Sophie the third, so Virginia would have to share with Sophie, as she had before.
"Aida told me to keep it for a while, just in case. I'll get the foam slab," Robin said. We'd bought it to make the folding bed a bit more comfortable. "Won't take me a minute to set it up, and if you tell me where the sheets are, I'll put them on."
The plus side to owning an older home (and one of the reasons I'd bought this house) was that all the rooms — including the bedrooms — were really sizable. Virginia wouldn't be cheek by jowl with the crib.
"The sheets are in Sophie's closet on the second shelf," I told him. While Robin took care of the bed, I called my ob-gyn, Dr. Garrison. Her nurse relayed my questions and called me back in five minutes. We had a conversation about Sophie's risk in being close to me, and how I could minimize the chances of her getting whatever it was I was coming down with. I was punching the "end" icon when my husband reappeared.
"What did Dr. G say?" he asked.
"My milk is okay. I should wear a face mask when I'm holding her, wash my hands thoroughly and often, and minimize contact. So it's good Virginia's free."
"Do we have face masks?"
"You had some you wore when you mowed the yard. They're in the garage, third shelf, middle."
"Great!" He hustled out to bring them to me. "Anything else before I call Uber?"
"Can you check the mailbox? I forgot yesterday." Sophie was making her "eh, eh" noise, which meant I'd better get in there quickly or the dam would break. I pulled on a mask.
As I finished putting her sleeper back together, Robin was flipping through the catalogues and letters, putting most of them in a pile for the recycling bin.
"Polish rights," he said after a quick glance. "I'll take care of them when I get back."
He opened a large envelope, and shook out the contents. Several pieces of mail landed on the end of the table, all of them hand-addressed and battered-looking.
From time to time, The Holderman Agency accumulated enough letters for Robin (sent by readers who were savvy enough to look up his representation) to throw them in an envelope and send it along. I counted five letters and a book. Robin opened the book first, read the inscription, put it down. "Self-pubbed," he said. "But I like the writer." Robin sorted the envelopes in quick succession, tossed two of them, and opened the remaining three. He smiled at the first letter, and the second letter was okay, too. But his face darkened as he opened a greeting card. "What is it?" I asked.
"Betty is thinking about me," he said dryly. "I have no idea who Betty is."
Every now and then, Robin got some fan attention that was a little too intense. "You're just so sexy," I said, and grinned at him. Sophie and I settled in the rocking chair in the corner to begin our ritual.
Robin grimaced before he tossed the card. He put aside the other two to answer.
Sophie was too absorbed in glugging my milk to note the mask.
Thirty minutes later, Robin's Uber ride arrived, and he left, blowing me a kiss from the doorway. I didn't blame him. I was toxic. Though I hadn't told my husband, because he was already worried, I was feeling worse by the hour.
The day dragged along. I got a couple of phone calls, one from my mother, who wanted to know how Sophie was, and one from the Friends of the Library asking me to donate something to the bake sale. I watched Sophie, read a little, and cleaned away the breakfast dishes. I felt useless. My energy level was at zero. I kept waiting to perk up, but I didn't.
Phillip got home at four. "Hey, Roe!" he yelled. "Where are you?" "In the bedroom," I called back, and my voice came out scratchy. I'd made myself sort the laundry, but I was moving at a snail's pace.
Phillip stood in the doorway, looking at me critically. "What's up? Robin texted me and told me to come straight home after school. So I got Josh to drop me off. Though I was planning to go the library to study." A hint of accusation, there.
"Phillip," I said, "I'm going to be really frank. I need your help, and I'm going to need it until Robin gets back. I'm afraid I'm sick, and I'm getting worse. I can't take care of Sophie by myself. Virginia Mitchell is coming to stay at night, but please be here when you can."
This is one of the great things about my brother. He didn't whine or protest. "Sure. I love the munchkin," he said. "Except for my volunteer work, I had no plans for tomorrow."
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Most Helpful Customer Reviews
Sleep Like A Baby is the tenth novel in the Aurora Teagarden series by American author, Charlaine Harris. New mom of baby Sophie, Roe has the ‘flu when Robin goes off to a conference to be presented with an award. Because Aida and John are also away, Robin and Roe enlist help to look after Sophie. But in the small hours of Sunday morning, Roe wakes to a crying baby, an absent helper and, on searching, a dead body in the backyard. Roe’s not operating on all cylinders in this episode, but still manages to figure it all out in the end. This instalment has plenty of twists, turns and a red herring or two; three separate but intertwined stories, as well as incidental side tales that add wrinkles. Roe’s young half-brother, Phillip shows great maturity when needed; some acquaintances surprise pleasantly, others less so. There are dogs and a puzzling theft and things going missing; a shootout in a hospital carpark; both Robin and Roe holding back information to prevent the other from worrying; and the killer will be a complete surprise to most readers. Enjoyable, as always.
I do not know if it is because it was so long between entries in the series, but this was my least favorite. The plot device about Roe being sick dragged on and all the breast feeding just got annoying (and I am all for it but again just got annoying as a plot device). If there is another one, I sure gope it is better than this. This was just average.
Another great Roe Story! I love the path this series has taken! They are always a fun read that leaves me very satisfied and wanting more! I did miss some of the familiar characters from previous books, but still a great story.
Aurora Teagarden has a lot on her plate in this newest book in this great series. As a new mother she is just starting to learn the best ways to make her daughter happy , while keeping her healthy. Her husband, Robin, needs to go out of town to an award ceremony in the hopes his book will win. Unfortunately, Roe is not feeling well as he is getting ready to leave, so he calls the woman who helped them with the baby when she first came home from the hospital. After Robin leaves, Roe becomes ill with the flu and spends much of her time asleep in her bed, counting on her brother and her paid help to care for the baby. Roe is awoken by a noise in the night and manages to get out of bed to find the woman hired to take care of the baby gone and a dead body in the back yard. A true nightmare. Robin is accused of the murder when he comes back to town and Roe must use all of the energy she can spare to find the real killer before her new family is torn apart. I really enjoyed this newest book in the Aurora Teagarden series. It was full of twists and surprises. I didn't know who the killer was until the end and it was a unique spin on a murder mystery.
3.5 stars Roe seems to be in the midst of a lot of relatively new life experiences, what with a fairly recent marriage, a younger brother who hasn't been in the picture all that long, a brand new baby and, now, a new dead body. Goodness, what's a sleuthing librarian to do? When Robin has to leave town for a few days and Roe is sick, they call for help from Virginia who had been a nanny/housekeeper/mother's aide after Sophie's birth and she's happy to come do night duty. Roe's much younger half-brother, Philip, who lives with them now, will help out in the daytime as much as he can so Roe feels comfortable sending Robin off to his book convention. That comfort is, of course, the trigger for dastardly things to start happening. This time it's a double whammy when Virginia goes missing and there's a strange woman lying dead in Roe's backyard. Obviously, the police have to be called but this IS her backyard and her missing nanny so, naturally, she's going to do some investigating on her own, right? One of the first things that comes to light is that the dead woman is no stranger and then the clues begin to mount. Now, I've been making a little fun of Roe and her latest exploits but the truth is she's one of my go-to amateur sleuths when I'm feeling the need for some light mystery reading. Roe is a smart woman, well-educated, and she has the chops to do the snooping what with her amateur criminology background. Belonging to a club of people who like to solve mysteries gives her a one-up on most sleuths and some cops. And Robin, well, he's one of the very good guys and I appreciate their relationship and their respect for each other even though I sort of wish they hadn't gotten married. I also am not thrilled with her having a baby. Robin and Sophie kind of throw this series into the land of those TV shows where we wait for years for that special relationship to happen and when it does everything starts to go flat. That hasn't happened yet but there's no doubt Roe's behavior and perspective are different now and the family issues were a bit too front and center. Still, I really did enjoy this book and I'll just have to see where things go from here.
Not a book that you stay up to read but enjoyable none the less. It brought back memories of my own children as babies and how all encompassing they are in your life as their mother. I had forgotten that.
Couldn't put the book down. Enjoyed reading it and I look forward to the next book.
Roe is one of my favorite people. She has a strict code of morals nut she can be persnickity and selfish...I love that. I love putting things together in these mysteries...Roe is usually so smart but this time she was sick and sleep deprived and missed some minor clues. I'm sad to finish this book!
It is no secret that I am a tried and true Charlaine Harris fan. If there is a book she’s written, I’ve read it. Her worlds are easy to get lost in and her characters are easy to love. Aurora Teagarden is no exception. Roe has always been one of my favorite characters. Whether it’s her career as a librarian (and therefore love for books!), her penchant for finding herself wound up in murder mysteries (how could there be so many in such a small town, one has to wonder), or her way of moving about in the world with a strong self-awareness of who she is while also being very cognizant of the needs of others, I couldn’t say. All I know is, I’d love to be friends with Roe. As for this book in particular, #10 in the Aurora Teagarden series, I’m not going to lie. It isn’t my favorite. Don’t get me wrong. The plot is pretty good. The writing is exactly what you’d expect from Ms. Harris. But there was something missing for me, and I can’t quite put my finger on it. The last book was so, so good, and I was really excited about it because it had been a long while since anything had been written in the series. In fact, I thought the series was over. But even after such a long break, All the Little Liars was right on track with all its predecessors. So, what was different about this one? Well, two things. To be honest, I just don’t feel the relationship between her and her new husband, Robin. It feels like friends who made one of those “if we aren’t married to other people by the time we’re 40…” kind of things. I just don’t feel any connection between them. It’s not a romance novel, so that shouldn’t be a huge issue, but since their relationship and their family is a major part of this particular book, not being able to feel a spark between them was a little off-putting. The second thing is, the baby changes everything. Don’t get me wrong, it should. As a mother, I know having kids changes everything in your world – how you see it, your place in it, your priorities, how you feel about yourself. So, naturally, it changed all of those things for Roe as well. But it also changes the tone of the story, and I wasn’t really expecting that. Everything is told from Roe’s point of view, so if her POV is dramatically changed, the readers experience changes as well, no? Not bad, just a shift I wasn’t anticipating. At the end of the day, it’s Charlaine Harris. It was a pleasure to read, even if it was a little different from what I anticipated. And, I’m hoping there will be at least one more in the series, perhaps a chance to see Roe get back to herself a little more before winding things up. If you’re a Charlaine Harris fan, I probably don’t have to convince you to read this one. If you aren’t familiar with the series, I highly recommend starting at the beginning, not because you’ll be lost if you don’t, but because you’ll have a better idea of who Roe is if you watch her grow through all of the books. Note: I received this book from the publisher. I pride myself on writing fair and honest reviews.
I love Charlaine Harris books. She out does herself again in her newest installment of the Aurora Teagarden Mysteries. In this book Aurora and Robin are now new parents and Philip still lives with them. As they adjust to the new lives with newborn Sophie. Robin is up for a big writers award and has to travel out-of-town to receive the award. Roe is feeling under the weather, so Robin calls Ms. Virginia to come help Roe out with the baby. While Robin is gone Ms Virgina goes missing and a dead woman turns up in the back yard. Who is this dead woman? How did she come to be in Roe’s yard? And more importantly where is Ms. Virginia? This book was really suspenseful. There were some moments where I covered my mouth and was like oh no! There were some scary moments too. I love this series. I really enjoyed the story. Ms Harris is an excellent writer, capturing her audience with her writing skills. Her stories are fast paced and exciting. You will think you have the story all figured out and then the twist comes and you are like what?! No Way! I love the characters in this series. The characters are people you can relate to, dealing with real problems. Aurora is a librarian and Roe is a famous writer. They have dated earlier on in the series then he moved away. He then came back right around the time of her husband Martian’s death. I always liked the chemistry between her and Robin and her brother Philip is such a sweet kid, you can’t help but love him. This series is also been made into Hallmark movies. If you love a good cozy mystery this is the series for you. I suggest you go out and pick up the first one Real Murders. *ARC provided by Netgalley, Minotaur & St Martins Press
Robin and Roe are new parents. Their newborn daughter, Sophie is proving to be a handful, Roe’s mother helps by paying for Virginia Mitchell, to come to their rescue for the first few weeks. Virginia is accommodating and steps in when Robin has to go out of town for work. Too bad she goes missing, and a dead body is found in the backyard. Roe doesn’t want to worry Robin, so she keeps the fact that she is suffering from a severe case of the flu. A couple of nights after Robin leaves Roe wakes to hear her daughter crying, and Virginia is nowhere to be found. Roe and her brother. Philip searches the house and the backyard. What they find is a dead woman, but it isn’t Virginia. She doesn’t recognize the mystery woman and doesn’t know what happened to Virginia. Is she alive, or like the unknown woman in the backyard, is her body out there waiting to be found? -- Series: An Aurora Teagarden Mystery - Book 10 Author: Charlaine Harris Genre: Cozy Mystery Publisher: Minotaur Books In Sleep Like a Baby, the latest installment of the #1 New York Times Best-selling Charlaine Harris’s Aurora Teagarden series, Roe is a new mom with a dead woman in her backyard. She is sick and has a missing babysitter as well. Are the two events related or just coincidence? It is up to Roe to find out and quickly. The dead woman is ultimately revealed as Robin’s stalker and a woman who had tried to kill Roe in the past. This is a heartwarming story of relationships, adventures in childcare and murder. The characters are well developed and have endearing personalities. Roe is a typical new mother, exhausted and proud, as well as worried. Readers with young children or new parents will have no problem relating to Roe and everything she is going through. The murder investigation is not as detailed as some readers may like, and in truth would not be very realistic. Having one of the lead detectives in the investigation as an old friend of the main character is a scenario that would, in real life, rarely, if ever, occur. A true detective would excuse himself from the investigation as being biased. However, this aside, the characters are beautifully written with just the right amount of eccentricities to make them believable. Ms. Harris has a smooth, natural writing style and can tell a story. The book was not as fast-paced as others in the series and got bogged down with all the new baby and relationship issues. Unfortunately, the story seemed more about the new parents, their recent marriage, and Roe’s brother than about the murder and the victim. The main character, Roe did little to no investigation. The solution and unveiling of the killer were more of an accident than any real clues. Sleep Like a Baby is a good story if the reader likes personal issues involved in their mysteries more than evidence or suspects and is interspersed with a family dynamic.
I have enjoyed this (and all the other series) for years. A great rainy day read and kept me guessing until the end. Thanks for all the pleasure your books have given me over the years .
Sleep Like a Baby is the tenth book in the Aurora Teagarden Mystery series. This can be read as a standalone but makes more sense if you have read the previous books. This is a cozy mystery so there is some violence. The book blurb adequately describes the storyline so I'm not going to repeat that all info here. The author did a good job of explaining what is going on in the series for new readers . The characters are well written, even if you don't like some of them. There are clues in the storyline that keep you guessing what twists and turns will be revealed next. While the storyline is predictable, both old and new fans of the series will enjoy it. I received a copy of this book from NetGalley and chose to leave a review for other readers.
In this installment of the Aurora (Roe) Teagarden series, we have a new mystery to uncover. Roe has delivered little Sophia and is unable to go to the awards ceremony that Robin has been nominated in for one of his books. As he gets ready to leave for the weekend, Roe is starting to feel unwell. Robin calls in the help of caregiver, Virginia to help with Sophia at nights while he is gone. As the weekend progresses, Roe is feeling worse and worse. She can barely function past breastfeeding Sophia and is very thankful for her brother and Virginia's help until she wakes up the second night to Sophia full on screaming and no signs of Virginia. She drags herself out of bed to take care of the baby and then wakes Phillip up to help her look for Virginia and finds a dead body in the back yard instead. I've never thought of myself as much of a fan of mysteries but I have to say I'm really enjoying this series. It's written very well and I really like unraveling the clues as the characters do. I do find it funny that Roe seems to have an awful lot happen to her in this small town. If we were speaking real life, I think I would have moved a long time ago but for fiction, it's pretty entertaining. I look forward to what the author comes up with next. ARC provided by Netgalley.
World of mystery is better with Aurora Teagarden in it. Always been a fan of Aurora and have been enjoying Hallmark adding her to their movies. Aurora is juggling all the new aspects of her life with a new husband, a half brother in residence and a beautiful baby girl. All details being new, dead bodies turning up in Aurora's yard remains a constant. Having an infant to care for and a husband out of town leaves little time for crime solving. All in all still a great read with Harris sharing more into our favorite characters' lives. "A copy of this book was provided to me by St. Martin's Press with no requirements for a review. I voluntarily read and my comments here are my honest opinion."
I was so excited when this series was brought back to life and can say I'm not disappointed in the direction that it is heading. In this next book of the series Aurora is getting into her routine as a new mother. When Robin, Roes husband has to go out of town to receive an award she wonders if she will be able to handle everything herself. As Robin is leaving Aurora turns up sick so he hires Virginia who helped them when they first brought the baby home to help her out. A few days later on a stormy night Roe is awakened by her babies cries. While investigating she realizes Virginia is nowhere to be found so she wakes her half-brother up to help search. During the search they find a body in the backyard who isn't Virginia. Roe thinks she looks familiar but isn't sure who it could be. Follow along as Aurora tries to figure out if she wants to return to work at the library, who the strange woman is in the backyard, and what exactly happened to Virginia.
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