An Affair to Dismember
Publisher Description
"Fans of laugh-out-loud romantic suspense will enjoy this new author as she joins the ranks of Janet Evanovich, Katie MacAllister, and Jennifer Crusie."—Booklist, on An Affair to Dismember
"Elise Sax will win your heart."—New York Times bestselling author Jill Shalvis
My name's Gladie Burger, and my Grandma Zelda says that I have "The Gift." That means that I'm going to be a great matchmaker, and it probably means that I can know things that can't be known.
Just like my grandma.
She knows who should be matched with who, and she also knows what the weather's going to be weeks in advance. Some people call that a Third Eye. Some people call it psychic. Some people call it weird.
I'm betting Grandma is wrong. The only "gift" I've had in my life is not being able to hold down a job. I might have a commitment problem.
But I'm helping her out in the matchmaking business, anyway. So far, I haven't made a match, and now after our neighbor across the street fell, hit his head, and died, I can't stop thinking that maybe his death was no accident.
Maybe it was murder.
I may have commitment issues, but I seem totally committed to finding out if he was murdered and who murdered him.
The annoying Chief of Police—who unfortunately turns my insides into molten estrogen jelly—thinks I should be committed for sticking my nose in where it doesn't belong.
Luckily, another neighbor is just as hot as the Chief, and he's more than happy to support my sleuthing. Ditto my best friends Bridget and Lucy.
It's a toss-up if I'll solve this mystery, get killed in the process, get arrested, or find true love.
An Affair to Dismember is the first book in the Matchmaker Mysteries series. It is a humorous and romantic small-town mystery. Matchmaker Mysteries…Sometimes love comes with a few dead ends.
PUBLISHERS WEEKLY
Sax's series debut mashes mystery with romantic comedy but is more incomprehensible than funny. Itinerant job-hopper Gladie Burger has come to her grandmother's small Southern California town to reluctantly take over the family matchmaking business. When a neighbor across the street is found dead, the death is ruled an accident by the police, but the deceased's family members implausibly insist that inexperienced matchmaker Gladie discover the real cause of death. As Gladie incompetently investigates, unconvincing candidates for romantic hero wander past: womanizing police chief Spencer Bolton, who creepily invades Gladie's bed uninvited while she is asleep, and mysterious neighbor and suspected murderer Arthur Holden. Even readers who can put up with sexism disguised as comedic characterization (" Correction, Legs,' he said, eyeing my lower half, on display in my dress. I can call you whatever I want' ") will find little appeal in the senseless plot.
