I was on a roll yesterday discarding books. The second one in one evening was Lee Smith's Silver Alert (#1,179). It's supposed to be about a rich older man in Key West who takes off with his wife's nail technician on a final wild ride. The first two chapters were promising, as they describe the wife's early onset dementia, and the care he takes for her despite hostile input from his assorted children and step-children. We learn in the second chapter that the manicurist is not who she presents herself to be, also interesting. And then the next chapter is poetry. I lost the thread of the story and any interest in continuing with it. Again, life is too short to waste. Maybe you'll like it, but it's definitely not for me.
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