I had no intention of reviewing all of the Stephanie Plum books. I don’t have time to review most of the non-Plum books I read or read all of the non-Plum books I’d like to read. Suffice it to say that all the Plum books are 5s — even the one’s I haven’t read yet. Some, however, qualify as more of a 5 than others, and this one’s a super-5.
This is the Plum novel with the hobbits. It’s the one with the ever-delightful Mooner returning to the spotlight. It’s the one where we get to see Vinnie out of his office and wearing Stephanie’s underwear. It’s the one where Stephanie explains why Trenton’s senior citizens are like the mob and the difference between how men and women behave when they’ve achieved something great. There’s plenty of food, plenty of Lula, plenty of fire and some real sweetness between Stephanie and the two men in her life.
It’s also the first Stephanie Plum novel my husband read. He doesn’t share my need to read things in order.
“It doesn’t matter what order you read them in.”
It matters, but that’s a battle for another day. At least he’s reading and enjoying them. After 16, he read 1-3 in order, skipped to 15, 17 and now he’s reading 12.
You readers who don’t have print disabilities and can’t listen to Annie Wauters read Stephanie Plum for the National Library Service for the Blind & Physically Handicapped are really missing something spectacular. I can’t wait to re-read 12, and I won’t wait to start any later than this evening. The other books I’ve started will just have to wait till I’m feeling less like I’ll crack up from stress if I don’t let myself crack up from Plum.
What I really, really want is a “Rangeman” pouch for my guide dog’s harness handle; he is, after all, in the security and protection industry, and he’s already dressed in black. The heck with the “Ignore working dog” sign; no one notices it anyway.