High Five, Janet Evanovich, St Martin's Press, 1999, 292 pp
Still making my way through Stephanie Plum's adventures in chronological order, although since Evanovich recently released #16 I wonder if I will ever catch up. I am always amazed at what a great relief it is to read one of these after weeks of reading from the 1950s or from the ever-growing stack of new literary fiction. I am grateful to Ms Evanovich because she does all the work.
In High Five, Stephanie is supposed to be hunting an FTA, who turns out to be a midget--oops, I mean a small person--but spends more time looking for her missing Uncle Fred. Due to economic necessity, she has also been forced to diversify and do some highly questionable jobs for Ranger. The upside is that Ranger provides her with awesome vehicles, although being Stephanie these cars tend to explode and get stolen.
But diversifying has entered her love life as well. Since Morelli has refused to marry her the poor girl is refusing him sex and has gotten so horny that she finds herself lusting after Ranger. That leads to the romantic cliffhanger which ends the story.
Is it OK for reading to be this much fun?
(High Five is available in paperback by order from Once Upon A Time Bookstore.)