This review is late because I was at Sasquan, where, among other things, I heard two editors being interviewed. They were asked: what type of story are you so tired of you don't want to see any more? They refused to answer because (and I am paraphrasing, of course), no matter how cliched a category might be, someone is going to come up with the next new and original work in it, and they don't want to miss it.
This week's story starts with a bit of a cliche: The main character has been brutally attacked and locked in the trunk of her car, which is now headed for parts unknown. We stay in Abby's head as she runs through her life and concludes that there is no one who would want to do this to her. Therefore the target must be her daughter Margaret, a prosecuting attorney. Either someone wants to punish Margaret or else put a squeeze on her, and Abby is the pawn in jeopardy.
(By the way, this story is set in 1990. It stretched my disbelief that a white collar woman born in 1925 would swear like the proverbial sailor. But maybe that's just me.)
Back to the plot. So far we are in territory we have seen many times before. But when the trunk lid comes up, all bets are off. Nothing after that is predictable at all. Very nice piece of work.
