I´m calling it quits with this book.
There was something off about the murder mystery, which is based on a real crime. So I went and read Jessica Fellowes´ historical notes in the back of the book:
Florence Nightingale Shore was attacked on the Brighton line on Monday 12 January, 1920, and died a few days later in hospital. There was public outrage at her death and money was raised to fund the Florence Nightingale Shore Memorial Hospital (destroyed by bombing in World War Two), of which her long-term friend, Mabel Rogers, became the superintendent. Mabel Rogers was never suspected or charged with the murder of Florence Shore, and all conversations with her outside of the inquest have been completely invented by me.
A murder, which has never been solved. This doesn´t make a very compelling crime story, does it? So I skimread the solution to the murder mystery and, I am not kidding you, Mabel Rogers is the murderer of Florence Nightingale Shore in the book.
It´s not enough that this author is exploiting the brutal death of an innocent woman. But then she has the audacity and blames the murder on a perfectly innocent woman, a person who once has lived and breathed on this very earth. How many readers don´t read the historical notes in the back of the book and don´t look up the real murder case? How many people believe in the end that poor Mabel Rogers has killed Florence Shore?
I´m speechless. And if you wonder what Jessica Fellowes reasoning is behind her story, here it comes:
First and foremost, this is a novel. It´s my hope, however, that in blending fact with fiction, we come closer to understanding the people of the past, as well as remember and commemorate them.
Yeah, whatever .... NEXT!