This book is a fast and fun read for any aviation nut. Turns out Bill Jr. spent his formative years in the city where I now live (North Hollywood, CA). I especially loved reading about all of the crazy stunts he pulled at the local airports where I now fly (WHP, BUR, VNY).

Too bad he had a habit of discarding wives and children like old newspapers. Kinda takes some of the luster off of his all-American hero image. (To be fair, this is clearly a trait he picked up from his father.)

A fast and fun read. Specific names, dates and places regarding things and events normally edited out. No punches pulled. It is a must for anyone who ever sat in a pilot seat and fun and informative for those of us who only dreamed about it or wondered if the man at the stick knew what he was doing or prayed that he did. A steady stream of good humor by the guy who has been there, done that.

A great book for aviation enthusiasts about those who lived, loved, flew and put it all on the line in the fabulous 40's, 50's, and 60's. The glory days of aviation, where history was made by a few and celebrated by many.

A wonderful glimps into the world of Bill Lear, Jr. His hopes and dreams, his success and failures and his relationships with those he knew and loved.

I hope to have my copy signed some day. Good, warm, lighthearted reading.

The book has a good section on chords and scales, another on guitar setup and repair, and another one on buying a guitar. But this is mixed in with all sorts of very strange stuff. There is discussion of diet & nutrition, exercise, and "the cranial rhythm." There's even a warning to store up food for a Y2K disaster. Puh-leeeze.

I'll keep this book around for guitar adjustment information, but if I want material on holistic self-help, I'll look for a book on those topics, not a guitar book.

The book really cuts through the nonsense and shows what you need to take your playing to a higher level. The section on learning to play by ear is so simple I'm kicking myself for not learning this before.

The reviewer from Youngstown, Ohio is in need of a wake-up call. Being someone who works on industry Y2K problems, I can safely say that storing some extra food and water is a not a bad idea and certainly doesn't deserve the sit-com "Puh-leeze" treatment from Youngstown. The strange self help stuff the Youngstown reviewer mentions is simply advice to take care of your health and that you don't have to be a walking drugstore to make good music.(Puh-leeze Youngstown, even a feeble mind like yours can absorb that one - use the force young Skywalker). A book that touches on guitar philosophy is sure to get a few namby-pamby reviewers like the one from Youngstown.

Anybody can learn the technical stuff of playing guitar. Few will learn to use it to take the guitar and the music they make to the fullest potential. This book is an excellent example on that train of thought.

In many ways, the most remarkable wonder of my life is opening radically, synchronously, and integrally with this "book," I Ching: The Oracle of the Cosmic Way.

In other ways, too, Carol Anthony and Hanna Moog's et Al complement is the spring about which many many recurring issues can come to draw appropriate clarity, that have constituted or withered, or that have "been settled" otherwise around the world and time, especially in health, psychology, physics, philosophy, history, political theory, sociology, linguistics, and theontocosmology (and particularly, "I Ching studies").

Central is the still rather peculiarly novel, evolving fact that one's own relationship with the sundrious invisible consciousness of the cosmos, which has accompanied, ahawed, and been misunderstood throughout history and truth, herein with these intimately alive, sensitive, understanding, and enduring passageways of the oracle--and unlike anything else that I have found, anywhere in word or image--finds its way simply and concisely throughout the inner truth of any situation; well beyond all seems and depths, ideas and arts, sciences and therapies, beliefs and systems; occasional; attractive; deliberate; corrective; methodically; to in with one's very heart, pulse, and rhythm; returning one's true self to, discovering, freeing, repsycheling, feeling nature; discerning and expressing its unique way, originally, as one's body and intuition; with other, limits and harmonics, transformative life, love and gifts; while going on, enjoying and equating, in this relatively new age of humanity and "the arts and sciences," here on Earth, with all: Help is on the way.

Simply, no comparison; basic; all in all, a cosmos volume. Welcome.

How do I spell "relief?" I CHING : ORACLE OF THE COSMIC WAY.
In all my years of trying to find out what's wrong with the world; what's wrong with this relationship; what's wrong with this job; what's wrong with this town, I also spent time and energy to find out what's wrong with me.
Problem was that even when I understood things intellectually; even when I could put them into poems; even when I had performed the prescribed rituals, those same sad, sour problems stayed with me. I have felt as if I was under a curse.
Sure enough. I have been living under the control of an treacherous,inner tyrant. My own ego. Even though I tried to find relief in scriptures, prayers, practices, shamanic rituals, affirmations, creative expression, bodywork, those activities never addressed the real cause of the suffering.
I CHING: ORACLE OF THE COSMIC WAY shows me an entirely different perspective. Now I can sometimes sense the decaying presence of my own ego. I can almost feel the muscles of my trueself, the person I really am, in comparison with the flimsey costumes of the ego masquerading as me. Now sometimes, I can clearly tell the difference between the two.
How can a book bring about such an awareness? First of all, I CHING;ORACLE OF THE COSMIC WAY is not a book. Yeah, it looks like one and you DO read it. But it's really a kind of intimacy with one's own Wisdom, the Sage, a presence that the ego cannot manipulate and colonize.
The Sage answers clearly when I throw the Three Coins, usually in the written Hexagrams, and sometimes in the "stillest, smallest Voice" I ever heard. If I don't understand, I just ask for clarification and throw the coins until I do. The Appendix provides remarkably clear definitions and amazingly effective processes for working with the Sage.
Three things are delightful about working with this version of the I CHING: (1) It has surgical precision that cuts straight to deep, deep difficulties. Right to the marrow. And yet (2) the process is kind and gentle, and (3) I feel relieved and satisfied with the results.
So how is this accomplished? This book teaches how to say NO! and how to say YES! to one's own life in such a way that the ego is diminished and the trueself is nourished. This book also teaches that the commonsense we all enjoyed as young children is really who we are and what we have to work with. Right now as adults.
My copy of I CHING:ORACLE OF THE COSMIC WAY has become my favorite belonging. It is such a relief to experience, once again, that life is as wonder-full as I thought it was, way back before preschool. This is especially helpful during current national and world events.
I invite you to buy this book and spend time with the Sage. Your ego won't like it, but you will.

The collaborative effort of I Ching experts and specialists Carol K. Anthony and Hanna Moog, I Ching: The Oracle Of The Cosmic Way is a fascinating new version and interpretation of this classic Chinese text and divination tool. An innovative method of accessing the wisdom of the Sage as revealed through the I Ching is presented, along with an extensive elaboration of the simplest lines of the I Ching to help make this ancient resource more familiar to non-specialist general readers of all backgrounds. I Ching: The Oracle Of The Cosmic Way is an enthusiastically recommended addition to any personal, professional, academic, or community library Metaphysical Studies collection.

I am glad I bought this book. There is nothing new here for the reader well versed in the history of India. However, the language and presentation model is quite brisk and makes for a easy read. The material is fairly encompassing given that the purpose of the book is for the general reader. I found the narrative both interesting and fast moving. A good start for someone desiring to know present day India.

Given that so much has been written on the movement towards independence already in the last few years, I came with skepticism to this book, given that neither of the authors had significant experience in Indian history before. This becomes clear in their research and writing, which at times seems to borrow too extensively from prior works and in effect surveys previous surveys. Nonetheless, The Proudest Day accomplishes one singular feat: it paints a coherent story of more than 60 years of struggle, full of coloured yet flawed personalities such as Jinnah and Gahndi and momentous occasions, from the Amritsar Massacre to the endgame hysteria after WWII. It gives form to what more than anything was a series of stop and goes over a half a century.

Much of the author's criticism of the main protagonists is not new. The myth of Gahndi's pacifism is debunked. In Nehru's uncompromising idealism, the authors lay the blame for eventual partition. Jinnah is the consumate lawyer, manipulating and playing with legal vagueries. But it is for Mountbatten and the Congress hard-liners that the harshest criticism is reserved. Partition comes down to one missed chance in the summer of 1946. Whether or not in the emotional-charged atmosphere of Indian-Pakistan history you accept this proposition, the authors succeed in leaving that bitter feeling in the reader's mind- that partition, the holocaust that ensued after August 1947 in Punjab, and years of ensuing conflict could have all been avoided even after 50+ years of heated struggle if only in that last instance, the main protagonists laid aside their prior histories, showed their courage and seized the moment.

An exellent book delaing with the Indian independence movement.
It starts with the British massacre of hundreds of Indians attending a peaceful meeting in Jallianwallah Bagh, which tuned the tide and ends with division of of the subcontinent into Muslin Pakistan and more secular India and the loss of millions of lives on both sides of the devide during the ensuing riots, and the birth of the the Indepenedent Inida and Pakistan. The book colorfully portrays the charecters involved in the drama-the likes of Jinnah the father of modern Pakistan, Mahatma Gandhi, Jawahrlal Nehru and Mountabatten and their arrogance and vanity, Gandhi's apparent dislike of Jinnah from the very begining and his non-democratic management of the congress party. Jinnah was a secular muslim and in the begining it was not his intention to carve a seperate Islamic Pakistan from the Indian subcontinent. The dogmatic refusal to accept the Cripps Mission, whose offer of the dominion status would have saved the division of the subcontinent and subsequent loss of millions of lives. The initial arrogance and later withdrawl of the British in a hurry without a great deal of thought resulting not only the worst religiously motivated riots and massive loss of lives and boarder problems between India and Pakistan. Only the common people of India emerge as the heroes in this book. It is a well researched thoughtfully written book and it should be read by any with an interest in the subcontinent.

Sengoku is an excellent book, providing a wealth of information for anyone wishing to play in a japanese setting. It also utilizes the Fuzion system, which is, in my opinion, among the best out there. Even if you don't play with the Fuzion system, the book is well worth the cost just as a sourcebook. Keeping all this in mind, Sengoku also has its problems. First, for a game that includes Aesthetics as an Attribute, it's darn ugly. That is, it's poorly laid out and the line art seems to lose alot of depth in simple black. (Try grey scale, people) Also, its rules for "Master" and "Legendary" Items (the equivalent of Magic items in other settings) are overly simple and somewhat lacking in a structured format or in adequate examples. Master level items all tend to be the same, except for their requisite background (a nice touch, i must add) material. Finally, It is laced with several ambiguous and sometimes contradictory rules and charts. Luckily, however, the folks at GRG were nice enough to put out a FAQ on their web page that addresses these minor problems. Again, all things considered, these are only minor problems. SENGOKU is a wonderful game, with a rich and detailed historical setting couched in a system that is far superior to most of the alternatives out there. If you want to come as close as you can to authenticity (Sengoku comes closer than any other RPG out there) and a genuine historical feel to your gaming experience, then buy this game. Do it. Right now...

The writers who worked on this game are experts in the field of Japanology. I don't play role playing games these days (the last time was in college over a decade ago) however I own a copy because the reference material included is astounding. Now if this isn't a recomendation I don't know what is! I can't comment on the game because I have not played it. From what I can tell it seems to be very indepth and immersive. Buy this book if you want a decent reference to all things fudal Japan or if you are looking for a game based on fudal Japan that covers the historical as well as the fantastic.

I've played the old Bushido RPG, used the AD&D Oriental Adventuressupplement, and have much of the L5R source materials (about $300worth). By far, Sengoku has been my best purchase. The only other of my recent buys that could possibly compare in value is GURPS: Japan, and that only touches on what Sengoku covers in detail. The quality of the work is simply amazing.

I of course have beefs, mainly about the lack of economic information in regards the specifics of rice crop yields, or dealing with a somewhat over-complex and unbalanced game system (one can actually start the game with a Shogun character - the rules cover this). Whatever complaints I have about the game are negated, however, by the great gaming materials offered for free from the designers. There's even the first six chapters of the book wandering around the web... somewhere...

Altogether, I'm very impressed. END

The third season into Powell's "A Dance to the Music of Time" series, and I finally feel that I'm understanding what's going on. Powell's series is very British, and early on I missed a lot of action because it was hidden amongst the understatements and other polite forms of communication. I read this group of three much more closely, and I feel that I got much more out of it. "Autumn" (as my three in one volume calls this group of three) is the World War II years for Jenkins and his life comrades, although in the first volume, The Valley of Bones, we don't get to see too many of his schoolmates until the very end. Jenkins, who waited too long to join the British army and slightly too old for the rank and file, is assigned to a Welsh regiment made up mostly of the men of one small town. The lieutenant is an ex-bank clerk with delusions of grandeur, who is frustrated by the abilities of the men assigned to him as well as his own ambition. In some ways, this lieutenant resembles Widmerpool; both men are driven by their desire for acceptance by society. Jenkins, the bobbing buoy in the storm of all this ambition, seems almost goal-less. Even his previous occupation as a writer seems worthless in the light of war, and he flounders, searching for a place to fit in and make something of himself. The Welsh regiment is not it, and at the end of The Valley of Bones, Jenkins finds himself becoming an aide de camp of Widmerpool, who has become the Q&A (roughly, the military police) of a division. At the end of the book, this prospect seems quite despairing to Jenkins, although he is resigned to his fate, which could be worse, he surmises, but not much.

We learn much more about Widmerpool and his ambition in The Soldier's Art. Jenkins, acting as his lackey, gets first hand knowledge of both Widmerpool's strengths (hard-working, detailed, thorough) as well as his weaknesses (vain, petty, unscrupulous). One of the strongest scenes yet in the series is a segment herein where Jenkins attempts to help Stringham, who has recovered from his alcoholism, but only managed to achieve a position as a waiter in the Army. Jenkins wants Widmerpool to find Stringham a better position, but Widmerpool at first will have none of it. Widmerpool feels that a man must achieve his own positions, without any string-pulling from his friends. Of course, this is totally hypocritical--he is quite willing to let people pull strings to help his fortunes, and is willing to manipulate the course of actions if they are beneficial to himself (such as having Jenkins assigned to him). Jenkins goes on R&R, and when he returns, he finds that Stringham's been reassigned to the laundry on Widmerpool's suggestion. Thinking Widmerpool has turned a new leaf, he thanks him, then learns that the laundry is due to be shipped out to a nasty portion of the war. The strength of this series by Powell is that all the action above takes place in amongst three of four other developing storylines, including a rivalry between Widmerpool and a office at the same rank, a chance for Jenkins to get out from under Widmerpool's office, and the ongoing blitz of London. Keeping it all straight is difficult at times. Of the books in the series, this is probably my favorite or next favorite so far.

The "Autumn" trilogy ends with The Military Philosophers. Jenkins and Widmerpool separate, each into different parts of the military governance--Widmerpool into intelligence, Jenkins into foreign liaisons. Now that he's back in the city, Jenkins is reunited with his wife and many of the parts of society that being assigned to a country regiment had denied him. Even though the war goes on, and some of Jenkins' in-laws are killed by German bombing raids, the book is concerned as much with the love affairs of the characters as the affairs of the war. Most prominently, Templar's sister, Pamela Flitton, is introduced herein, and the information regarding her dealings with characters that we have met in the preceding eight volumes provides much of the plot. In fact, at one point, where Jenkins is grilling another character regarding Pamela, the character says, "Why do I need to tell you this? Are you from MI5?" because Jenkins, and the reader, has already tied much of what has happened together through the grapevine of other friends and relatives.

I don't think of "The Dance" as a gossip novel, but in many ways, that is how it seems. Action often takes a back seat to the machinations of talk, and the most interesting bits are the surprises that spring from how characters do not relate to one another as seen through Jenkins' eyes. Things do happen--bombs burst, sugar gets poured over heads, intercourse happens--but they become stronger by how they are perceived by the characters than their actual effect. I'm looking forward to the next few books, anticipating Widmerpool's fall from grace and some truth and reconciliation that ties up a lot of what has gone before.

Powell's prose is elegantly uncorroded by the modern fast paced advertising style, as suggested by his fondness for commas and involved yet utterly precise sentences. He obliquely approaches a bleak war as it was experienced on the home front, and in the rear areas frequented by his narrator, Nick Jenkins, a remarkably incisive yet detached and circumspect character of whom we learn very little of the quotidian despite his ever presence. Powell is a master of underplayed scenes. WW II takes some familiar characters in casually shocking ways, invariably reported second-hand. It may be offputting that locations and outside events are frequently allusive, depending as they do on the state of the reader's prior knowledge for their significance, dating, and rationale. (This technique is not specifically intended to reproduce "the fog of war"-which it quite effectively does-but is generic to Powell's style.) Then again, this chronicle of the decline of a group of classmates, girlfriends, and relatives from rather upper-class Britain is not intended for Americans. It is an intensely observed and analysed view of people doing their none too good best at trivial jobs. The second novel here (each about 250 pages long and separately paginated), The Soldier's Art, features Widmerpool especially, one of the most socially awkward self-important incompetents ever to blunder through fine literature yet inexorably advancing, earlier in trade and now into ministerial levels. By this the third book in the handsome Chicago edition, I am beginning to appreciate the low-key but thorough humour of this masterpiece, although French is needed for several outright jokes here. The individual novels progress from one set of character studies to another, set pieces in social situations (often society parties, especially in the earlier novels), with three to five of these revealing episodes per novel. In sum, splendid writing, but not everyone's cup of tea.

This trilogy takes up the war years, and Nick Jenkins' experiences in the Army. The Army is portrayed not as a fighting machine, but as a giant bureaucracy. Of course, this is the experience that many of the millions of men who served in the Armed Forces for Britain and the US had. The frustrations Jenkins experiences are similar to those described in Evelyn Waugh's Sword of Honor trilogy. The emphasis on the bureaucratic aspects of war makes the success of Widmerpool -- in many ways the least military of men, and one who would be completely incompetent as a leader on a battlefield -- completely believable. Powell proves as adept as ever as a creater of characters. I would rate these three novels as quite good, but not as memorable as the earlier two trilogies. Even for Powell, the novels seem rather weak on plot, and to be more a series of character sketches. However, this weakness is overbalanced by the dry humor and the author's ability to create believable characters who are funny, and engaging. While obviously not the place to start, this trilogy is essential for anyone who has read Powell.

Lets think of why one uses a dictionary. First, to define terms. Alright, this book deals with many terms from epistemology to metaethics. Philosophers are given thorough biographies: everyone from ancient stoic Epictetus to the recently deceased Robert Nozick. Second, we use a dictionary for summaries that are objective. This book is extremely even-handed in its treatment in the gamut of terms, ideas and people.

Third, we use dictionaries to get definitions that are clear and understandable. This is the books weakness (-3 *s). In fact, I was suprised to see Antony Flew's name on a dictionary because, despite being a hell of a thinker, his writing is terrible. Yes, philosophy is technical. Yes, the language is grande, using words like schism and epiphenomenon but the point of a dictionary is to explain and clarify meanings of unfamiliar words. Large and vague words are used, probably so as to create the detatchment required when writing dictionaries. Still, there are many other philosophical dictionaries on the market that are more user friendly. My suggestion, pick a term and compare how the available dictionaries define them.

As a beginner in studying philosophy I found this book of great value and the price is fantastic too! I've seen other Philosophy Dictionairies but they failed in comparison to Antony Flew's version "A Dictionary of Philosophy" You will find yourself searching for one thing and before you know it you're off on a dozen different delightfully written tangents. I wouldn't hesitate to purchase this book for any friends or family members who are interested in philosophy. It IS worth the read and I do NOT say this that often when it comes to books. *wink*

I have just logged in 30 hours of studying this book, and it has given me, a philosopher by hobby, an unprecedented level of insight into the extremely challenging but highly rewarding study of philosophy. This book is well organized, and impressively written. I would recommend it to anyone who is interested in learning about philosophy.

The Wishbone series,I thought ,was one of those nice, quick reads.I am captivated by his elegant and lively writing.
The story is about a little white-with-brown-and-black-spots dog,Wishbone and his friend,Joe,Sam and David help to save the missing history of Oakdale together .The saving action Starts after they found out the card of LINDSAY GROVES(the relief pitcher for the Oakdale Oaks baseball team),and discovered the records of 1933 Oakdale Oaks baseball team has hidden ,even being erase.As a result,the 3 kids and Wishbone try their best to cover up the truth of the Oakdale's history.Eventually,the 1933 National Champion,the Oakdale Oaks gets their right to keep record on their victorious pass ,so the Oakdale's heroes will never been forgotten!!It is a nice work,I loved the lovely Wishbone,the enthusiastic,funny dogs which always think of pepper onion chesse Italian pizza!
It is a worthy piece of work to read.Don't miss the chance to enter the adventurous world with WISHBONE!!!Read the book!

"sitting on the back of the car,waving to the crowd, was Lindsay Groves.....in his original Oakdale Oaks baseball uniform....... On the sign of the car,a sign read LINDSAY GROVES----RELIEF PITCHER FOR THE OAKDALE OAKS, NEGRO LEAGUE NATIONAL CHAMPS,1933......"The truth of Oakdale's past will never be hidden again,because of the little dogs,Wishbone and his friend.It is really a worth book to read. If you want to know more about the secret from Oakdale's past,read this book, you will have great fun by this....

I loved this book because I was always wondering what was going to happen next. Wishbone, Joe, Sam, and David want to find out more about the Oakdale baseball team, the Oakdale Oaks. But the books, newspaper articles, and everything else about the Oaks has mysteriously dissapeared. They try to figure out why someone would do that. Then they learn that years and years ago, something really bad happened in Oakdale. I thought this book was very exciting. Some people who wrote reviews about this book, I won't say who, said it was confusing, and not mysterious, YA RIGHT! They're WRONG! It's not confusing, and it is mysterious so HA! It's not confusing, because I read it, and it's a really great book!

HARRISON'S is synonymous with clinical books that worth their weights in gold. This 15th/ed CD-ROM maintained that tradition. It adds the much-needed portability to some 2700-paged heavyweight. However, the air-tight use-restrictions attached to the ...price is simply suffocating. I wish that the publisher had relaxed a bit!
Overall though, there were compensations. The CD contents are superb: far better than what the textbook versions offer. Anyone with interest in medical science should give it a try. It is elaborate and easy to understand. The excellent chapters on pharmacology and infectious diseases are particularly worth mentioning.

I have been reading Harrison's Medicine right from my residency. Its a fabulous book one can refer to as an undergraduate or postgratuate student. However for a practitioner one would prefer to have little more stress on management details. Adding audio to CD of the same book will make it more useful.

Mukund Baheti Consultant Neurologist Nagpur- 440 012 India

This book is the Bible of Internal Medicine. Anyone considering a career in medicine should have this book in their library. Comprehensive and well written, it is the gold standard of medical textbooks.

Ruth Rendell's writing has changed over the years, her older novels being more concerned with plot and her more recent work focussing more on social issues and the psychology of her characters.

This book was first published in 1975 and has a clever and convoluted plot. That is not to say she neglects the characters; we are privy to Wexford's thoughts and feelings (and she does an admirable job of conveying his personality and his internal struggles this way) and the personalities of some of the other characters play a pivotal role in the story.

One thing I especially enjoyed was that the story stretched over more than a year, with the official police investigation over long before the mystery is solved. And it's only solved through Wexford's stubborn refusal to accept his superior's analysis of the situation. One reviewer described the book as "unguessable and brilliant" but in fact a significant clue is shared with the reader - unfortunately it doesn't look significant at the time and I had forgotten all about it by the time I reached the end of the book. So I was certainly surprised by the twist in the tail.

I found that Rendell's story-telling was not up to its usual high standard and the wrap-up at the end seemed a bit clumsy. But perhaps this is a reflection of how clumsy, untidy and frustrating a real-life murder investigation would be, rather than the neat, tidy, no-loose-ends packages authors often present to us. Although not her best work, this is nonetheless an enjoyable read, great for a rainy day or a long trip.

Through the years Ruth Rendell has proved her mastery of the "who done it" genre and this Inspector Wexford mystery, first published in 1975, is certainly true to form. It's set in England, of course, amidst places whose names roll of the tongue with a British accent. There's an unsolved murder in the first chapter, with a richly developed cast of characters surrounding the mystery.

There's a dead woman and her seemingly grief-stricken husband. There's her mother-in-law who hates her and her husband's ex-wife who's known for making ugly scenes. There are few clues also, as the house has been immaculately cleaned. There's only one handprint, little to go on. But then there is the wise Inspector Wexford. He understands people well and has his suspicions.

The story unfolds quickly, as one clue after another comes to light and some new characters are introduced. I was intrigued as I easily followed the plot. The author is very clear in her intentions and I found myself identifying with the detective as he investigated the case, which wound up taking more than a year to solve.

It only took me a few hours to read the book, waking up in the middle of the night to finish what I had started that afternoon. It was all one big puzzle, but the end put all the puzzle pieces together. As I drifted off to sleep however, I was troubled. The puzzle pieces fit, but the motivation just didn't seem strong enough for murder. And so I woke early and re-read the last few pages, which included a surprise ending. It was explained completely. Problem is, I didn't believe it.

This is a good read and mystery fans will love it. I did enjoy it as a few hours of entertainment. I recommend it. I'm just not a mystery fan though.

This novel will test your sleuthing skills. Rendell throws in several red herrings and will really trip you up. Just when you think you know whodunnit, sorry! You're wrong! I really was confused up until the end. I enjoyed this book very much. If you want something shorter, check out her collections of short stories: The Fever Tree and Blood Lines. Ruth Rendell is the best!