Molly Harper is back on the blog today with the second full-length installment in her Southern Eclectic series – centered around the McCready family and their Funeral Home and Bait Shop in Lake Sackett, Georgia. Please read on for my review of
Ain’t She a Peach?
Let’s start with the easy part: this isn’t your ordinary rom com – with plenty of romance and just a little comedic relief, it’s full of laugh out loud moments, plenty of family and one feisty (if occasionally frustrating) mortician named Frankie and her ongoing feud with local spoilt-brat teenaged nuisance, the new cop in town and plenty of growth. Frankie, after a childhood battle with leukemia, is the mortician and county coroner based in the McCready Family Funeral Home and Bait Shop. Prone to wild rainbow-colored hair, speaking her mind, a collection of Funko Pop figurines and a novelty t-shirt collection that would put any self-respecting geek to shame: she’s also deeply rooted in the small town of Lake Sackett, determined to give all of her “customers’ the best treatment, including moments spent in conversation thanking them for the joy they brought in life, and how their presence will be missed. A conundrum for sure, she’s also nearing 30, still living at home with her mother and father, and uses her outrageous behavior to push limits and boundaries everywhere.
Of course, if you’ve read (and why haven’t you – go get the others and start them first) earlier books in the series, you’ll know that the town has hired Eric as interim chief of police – the one remaining officer Landry is “not ready for that sort of responsibility. Maybe he should start with a nice ant farm.” Eric and Frankie shared one athletic and memorable night in Atlanta while she was on one of her weekend forays into adulting without parental or familial interference, and neither was quite prepared to see one another again, let alone work together. Especially since Eric is suspicious and sees every death as a potential murder. But, again little Lewis is determined to wreak havoc at the funeral home- and Frankie is ‘on the case’ – despite Eric’s protests.
With the big “Trunk or Treat” Halloween event approaching, Frankie knows that the stakes are even higher with Lewis and his attempts to break into the mortuary, and plenty of steam arising between she and Eric despite his inability to be around death, the story is laden with mishaps, laughs and plenty of revelations for Frankie: including one large show-down for Lewis, an election for Sherriff and Lewis’ mother being in the middle of the mayhem with a write in candidate and a smear campaign, the story never stops giving. Of course, there is Aunt Tootie and her motley collection of dogs, a swear jar, Margot and her budding relationship with Kyle, the elementary school principal and his daughters, the youngest prone to exclamations in ALL CAPS, the story and the characters draw you into Lake Sackett, “working like ants on a discarded blow-pop” with their charm, heart and loyalty. A favorite as Harper’s trademark snarky humor and clever twists keep the laughs coming, but as she does with each book I’ve read from her, it’s the characters: those flawed humans that work into your heart and head, and make you want to find this little corner of Georgia to call it your home.
Title: Ain't She a Peach?
Author: Molly Harper
Series: Southern Eclectic #2
Also in this series: Sweet Tea and Sympathy, Peachy Flippin' Keen, Gimme Some Sugar
Genre: Contemporary Romantic Comedy, Family Saga, Humor elements, Small Town, Southern
Published by: Gallery Books
Published on: 12 June, 2018
Source: Publisher via NetGalley
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An Atlanta ex-cop comes to sleepy Lake Sackett, Georgia, seeking peace and quiet—but he hasn’t bargained on falling for Frankie, the cutest coroner he’s ever met.
Frankie McCready talks to dead people. Not like a ghost whisperer or anything—but it seems rude to embalm them and not at least say hello.
Fortunately, at the McCready Family Funeral Home & Bait Shop, Frankie’s eccentricities fit right in. Lake Sackett’s embalmer and county coroner, Frankie’s goth styling and passion for nerd culture mean she’s not your typical Southern girl, but the McCreadys are hardly your typical Southern family. Led by Great-Aunt Tootie, the gambling, boozing, dog-collecting matriarch of the family, everyone looks out for one another—which usually means getting up in everyone else’s business.
Maybe that’s why Frankie is so fascinated by new sheriff Eric Linden...a recent transplant from Atlanta, he sees a homicide in every hunting accident or boat crash, which seems a little paranoid for this sleepy tourist town. What’s he so worried about? And what kind of cop can get a job with the Atlanta PD but can’t stand to look at a dead body?
Frankie has other questions that need answering first—namely, who’s behind the recent break-in attempts at the funeral home, and how can she stop them? This one really does seem like a job for the sheriff—and as Frankie and Eric do their best Scooby-Doo impressions to catch their man, they get closer to spilling some secrets they thought were buried forever.