Lost and ruthless

We leave Louise Penny’s A Fatal Grace wishing almost painfully for the warmth of friendships that last from childhood to forever. In the midst of a snow-covered town with painters, dog-lovers, and the most special bistro, a newcomer arrives. Cold and needy, she brings with her a nobody named Richard Lyons who she wed because his name echoes Richard the Lionheart. Royalness remain elusive. She turns violent. We long for her not to shatter the town.

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