And it was vintage Vic. Standing up to the big guys, and fighting for those who can't fight for themselves. She's older, and dare I say it, she's actually a little bit wiser. OK so she still goes haring off when she gets a hint of a clue, but she's definitely getting less reckless with age.
While I love the sense of place I get from Chicago, I really enjoyed the Kansas setting in this one, and the mentions of the Greenham Common peace camp in the UK in the 1980s. (I wasn't at the camp, but I knew people who were, and I went on various marches in support of them). I know some criticize Paretsky for letting her Liberal views bleed into her books, but I'm glad she does, and long may it continue.
PS. Finally, it's now 'Blackhawks' rather than 'Black Hawks'. AND her editors know how to spell 'Canadiens'.
Had a couple of wisdom teeth out yesterday and I have been feeling rather battered, bruised and sorry for myself. But this morning I got notification from my library that Fallout was available for pickup and everything suddenly seemed a little bit brighter.
I've got a big bowl of home-made chicken noodle soup, some Vicodin for the pain, playoff hockey coming up on the TV, and Vic's latest adventure. What more could a girl want?