Title: More Bridget Jones than Agatha Christie
Product review: I gave this book two stars because I did like Nina Fischman and her outlook on life. Other than that, it's one of the worst "mysteries" I've ever read. Almost no sleuthing goes on until about 85% of the way through, and then the killer gives up himself/herself in a Scooby-Doo-type pat ending.No twist; no surprise, really.Most of the novel is just Nina talking about men and her weight and her Jewishness. Perhaps this would be better read as a Bridget Jones's Diary.
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