Twelve Sharp, the next book in best-selling author Janet Evanovich’s Stephanie Plum series, is a delightful read about the bounty-hunting, doughnut eating, two-man loving, clumsy and quirky character we’ve grown to love anyway. Here we find that mysterious and sexy bounty hunter extraordinaire Ranger is missing and suspected of kidnapping his daughter. Stephanie recognizes foul play and works to find the missing girl and the real perpetrator. In the meantime, she becomes his target, much to her Italian stud cop, on-again, off-again boyfriend Morelli’s chagrin.
The off-beat hilarity is almost nonstop: Stephanie gets finagled in to making several embarrassingly large purchases from an adult-themed store; Lulu, the former prostitute, joins Sally, the transvestite's band; and Grandma Mazur breaks in the new funeral parlor guys with yet another closed casket opening. Stephanie also comes precariously close - and I mean precipitously close - to falling off the deep end and sleeping with both Morelli and Ranger at the same time.
"Just out of morbid curiosity, how would you define your role in my life?"
"I’m dessert," he said.
"Something that gives me pleasure, but isn’t especially good for me?"
"Something that could never be the base of your food pyramid."
See, here’s where I was in trouble. Dessert was the base of my food pyramid!
And, I say, what’s wrong with that? Especially if your dessert choices are a good as Morelli and Ranger. You can’t exactly go a whole lot wrong choosing between Tiramisu and Dark Chocolate Mousse! ;)
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Monday, July 24, 2006
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