When will there be good news?

Private detective Jackson Brody is back for yet another misadventure. Kate Atkinson is one of the few people in the world who can make dreadful crimes funny, interesting and almost poetic. Jackson doesn’t catch a break this entire book, poor lamb, must be hard work!

On a sunny summer’s day, a little girl called Joanna walks through a wheatfield with her mom, her baby brother and her sister. Out of nowhere a man comes up who kills everyone but Joanna, because she ran. And ran. Thirty years later, that man is about to be set free.

I adore Kate Atkinson. Haven’t read anything quite like it, ever. However, I was slightly disappointed by When will there be good news?. She does knit together an awful lot of coincidences in this book, even more so than usual. And the weirdness seems to spin out of control. And will Jackson and Louise finally get it together? For Pete’s sake?

In short: Not nearly as good as Case Histories, but even a less than excellent story on Jackson Brody is ok by me. Let’s hope there’ll be more!

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