Fatality in F – My Review

“I’m amazed,” Frankie said. “I thought only a ten-year-old could pack an entire day’s worth of adventure into a few run-on sentences. I stand corrected. Thirty-eight-year-old women can do it, too.”

The pleasure of reading Alexia Gordan’s mystery books with character, Gethsemane Brown is like sitting down with a friend you’ve not talked to in a while and you can pick back up like no time has passed with the added spice of a ghost.

Life for Gethsemane is always fast-paced and Fatality in F started off with a profusion of flowers and then a murder. Readers can almost always expect one of Gordan’s mysteries to revolve around something botanical and always a murder or two. Trust me there is nothing wrong with that especially if you love flowers. First, there was the Poison Garden (which by the way I still want to create one of my own) in this series of mysteries.

This murder mystery is surrounded by the silent meanings of flowers with assorted sentiments. Flowers can mean anything from love, friendship, longing to animosity. Flower competitions can be fierce. I know first-hand that iris competitions can be vindictive and mean among the competitors and Gordon emulates that quite well. The storyline is the perfect example that shows how some people behave in any competition.

The lead character of Gethsemane is the kind of friend you want in your corner – one who defends you at all costs and defies the police to do it. She’s experienced or seen poisoning, stabbings, strangulations, and stabbings.

Fatality in F lead me on a journey where I thought I had guessed the murderer. Just when I thought I knew who the killer was and why they did it the story twists once more to reveal something else.

Of course, as always, I wish there was more of Eamon in these mysteries. He’s such an interesting character as the ghost in Gordon’s books. Is there another ghost in Gethsemane’s cottage? I’ll have to wait to see with the next book.

“As a suspected suicide, Eamon had been buried in unhallowed ground. As a ghost, he could travel anywhere he’d visited while he lived—except the church, its yard, and his wife’s grave in the church cemetery.”