Above the Fold is the seventh book in the Midnight Rodeo series, and as such, I really do think you need to read at least some of them to get the full impact of this one.
Jon is the reporter who loses his job because he is losing his memories. The only thing he can - and wants to - remember is the Midnight Rodeo. He follows them from town to town, never knowing why, but unable to resist the call. Kelly tried to do a mindswipe on Jon, before he realised Jon was psychic. This is what has led to the memory loss. Kelly takes Jon under his wing as they try to find a solution.
This is a fast-paced novella with plenty of detail, and a great cast of characters. The story moves along at a steady pace, focusing on this story alone. That is why I feel I have missed out on some details, because some of the other characters obviously have their own abilities and stories, and I wanted to know more.
A sweet and warm story though, that I thoroughly enjoyed, and have no hesitation in recommending.
* A copy of this book was provided to me with no requirements for a review. I voluntarily read this book, and the comments here are my honest opinion. *
Archaeolibrarian - I Dig Good Books!
Going to visit an older relative and looking for something we could read and discuss together, I sought out (1) a mystery novel; (2) set in Scotland; (3) in large print. This book ticked all the boxes. I wish I could add that it is a splendid book; alas, it is merely a mediocre entry in the huge field of mediocre cosy mysteries. The author appears to have a history fairly similar to mine - a transplant to the Western hemisphere after a childhood in Scotland. Perhaps directly as a result, a great deal of the book - even being the 7th in a series - comes across as explanations of Scotland and the Scots for ignorant Americans. I'm not sure, however, that it was really necessary to inform us that the Highland Fling is a dance as well as a bad pun. Maybe. It's not so much the explanations I object to, as that they could have been far more elegantly woven into the dialogue or narrative. In much the same way, it would, I think, have been better simply to ignore the fact that the educated lowland Scots detective and his various associates would be talking with a Scots accent, instead of inserting random "oot" and "aboot" spellings in the midst of otherwise standard English dialogue. It was jarring, to say the least. And there were the all-too-common copy-editing errors (Burn's as the possessive of Burns? really?)
Anyway, I had no particular problems with the locked-room murder plot itself. The killing methods were exotic and improbable, but that's always a bit of fun, in the Ngaio Marsh vein. The characters were not particularly vivid - I have trouble recalling much about them at the distance of a couple of months, other than that there were hidden identities and a bit of a family secret linked to supposed hidden treasure. The Scotland in this book is very definitely the Scotland of the romantic American imagination!
I'm not likely to come back to the Rex Graves series, I'm afraid.