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Showing posts with label mysteries. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mysteries. Show all posts
Which Wych Elm?
The answer to the titular question is: the wych elm in the garden of Ivy house, the one keeping a sordid secret-- but it's going to take some preliminary reading to learn this, and some of it isn't going to be pretty: brain damage, brain cancer, and a lucky, privileged young man brought to his knees by events from his past-- events that had consequences that he was oblivious to then but are horribly apparent now . . . I'll say no more, aside from the fact that The Wych Elm is another masterful mystery from Irish-American author Tana French.
Puzzling
I've been consuming loads of crime stuff: The Fall, True Detective, The Skeleton Road, The Fifth Witness . . . so you'd think my investigative skills would be on fleek, but the following mysteries in my life still remain unsolved:
1) two weeks ago, the garbagemen took the recycling on Wednesday instead of Thursday;
2) both my jump shot and my hairline have diminished on the same timeline;
3) even though Rudy was totally cheesy, it still made me cry.
1) two weeks ago, the garbagemen took the recycling on Wednesday instead of Thursday;
2) both my jump shot and my hairline have diminished on the same timeline;
3) even though Rudy was totally cheesy, it still made me cry.
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