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Book Review: Nipped in the Bud by Sheila Connolly

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Depending on how I look at it, I feel like I’ve completed a prison sentence without being exonerated.

It’s sad when a series comes to an end, but if a book series can jump the shark, I’m glad that it happened near the end.

This installment is riddled with mistakes and staid dialogue that I lost interest almost immediately. I really had hoped that the series would have ended on a more suspenseful not but it doesn’t.

It’s still winter in Granford, Massachusetts and Meg and Seth Chapin are going stir crazy since neither can work in their chosen careers.

For the last two installments, Seth has been wondering if he should build a tiny house out of the old chicken coop and Meg keeps wondering when she should start pruning the orchard.

In this installment, the couple are out for a walk once the sun goes down and they hear a gunshot. Max the dog runs toward it, followed by Seth.

He discovers the body of a woman on their property and calls the police chief.

As the story drags on, Meg makes copious amounts of coffee (I’m not a coffee drinker but I felt the caffeine shakes) while making stew.

They discover that the murdered woman was a freelance reporter working undercover on a drug trafficking story.

Herein lies a perfect story about a small town and the world of drug trafficking, but falls flat.

Connolly came up with an excellent story idea, but where it falls flat is in the dialogue (so many things are repeated); the reporter is freelance, yet maintains a desk at the paper and with Seth’s mother living over the hill, they haven’t talked to her in months?

At some point someone dropped the ball and this ending couldn’t have come fast enough.