Dear Mrs. Mittman,
A while ago, I read one of your historicals “A Taste of Honey” and loved it. Since then I’d been meaning to read more of your books but, you know how it goes. Now, I can say that I’ve finally gotten off my ass about your books even if I didn’t realize I was doing it. Go me.
Teddi Bayer is in the homestretch of her divorce from her slimeball husband and only one repayment away from paying her parents back for financing her way through interior design school. Her job redoing the house of the wealthy Elise Meyers is almost finished too when Teddi finds that someone has finished Elise. Permanently. For a while, Teddi’s not sure if she’s a suspect since the handsome detective working on the case keeps turning up wherever Teddi goes and it appears that someone is trying to frame her and her business partner. Throw in her can’t-be-soon-enough-almost-ex-husband and a pushy mother trying to find Teddi the perfect man on JDate, and Teddi’s got her hands full running her business, saving a friend from jail, maybe dating the cute policeman and catching a killer.
Teddi is totally believable as a harried mother of three trying to start her own interior design business. And I like that even though her dating experiences often end up as farces, they were never too slapstick-ish or over the top. I thought the bits about interior design were worked into the story well though I’m not sure about the police procedural aspects. I tend to think it’s a good thing I don’t know too much about those. The mystery is not bad and makes sense. You leave enough clues so that I’m not shaking my head wondering where the conclusion came from without making it too obvious.
So, where does the minus come from in the grade? Well, there are plenty of times where I wanted to smack Teddi or yell at her not to go down into the dark basement when she knows a killer is lurking down there. OK, that last bit is artistic license taken from Hollywood B grade horror films but honestly, how can a heroine who pokes fun at TSTL romance heroines do some of the stuff Teddi does? Over and over? And Teddi knows she’s being stupid. Over and over.
I hope in the future books in this series, that Teddi has learned something from the brainfree stunts she pulled in this book. I do plan to be with her when she heads out to find that perfect accent piece, swatch of fabric or paint chip all while raising her children (thank you that they’re not either too bratty or too perfect) and, what?, finding another killer? B- for this one.