It's great to take things lightly, but what's a poor amnesiacal
serial killer to do when her best friend is murdered? Don't ask
Glinda Parfit; she just wants to paint pretty pictures and get the
cops off her back. And keep on laughing.
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Glinda Parfit's first memory is three years old: she was talked down from a bridge in a backwater village. Now she can't remember her past but she has a sense of the absurd, a job in the village, a friend, and a therapy group. She even has a place to sell her eccentric paintings. But she is accused of killing the raunchy old woman who saved her life.
Then she gets a lover and things really go haywire. Evidence piles up of big-time tax evasion, art theft, pedophilia and child pornography. The cops are crooked, her boss is neurotic; her sympathetic co-worker is irritating. Worse, Glinda has "spazz-outs" when she rants in perfect Spanish about fury and death. The world squeezes in and she stops laughing - and admits to herself that she might, just might, be an outraged killer.
But Glinda's not the only angry one. As things heat up, she is nudged, then shoved, into the awkward realization that sometimes the people closest to you are the wrong ones, and those who are most different from you are the ones who really count.
amazon.com/Margaret-Raymond/e/B006MZUHUA
I would put the novel here for you to read free (as I do with No Reservation) but I tried and I can't.
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