I read cozy and historical mysteries, a bit of Paranormal/UF, and to mix it up, I read science and gardening books on occasion.
My second read of this book and it's almost as good as the first.
I continue to like Rachel; I'd like to think she comes closest to how I'd act in a parallel situation. The humour held up too and I still marvel at Rinehart keeping all the plot points of her story straight. I've read too many contemporary books that have half the plot complexity and holes you could drive a train through.
But the racism is still confronting enough to take me out of the story; Thomas might have been well respected by the characters, and the story a product of its time, but the descriptions and use of vernacular were the bruises on what would have been a perfect peach of a story in my time. And on this second read, I marvelled at how anyone believed so pitiful a disguise could have worked so thoroughly for so long.
Still, this is a great story; a gem that shows some things transcend time (in this case almost 110 years): there have always been crafters of labyrinthine plots, there have always been strong women with resourceful intellects, and there is always a place for humour and wit, even in the most extraordinary circumstances.
I'll continue to heartily recommend this book to lovers of a great mystery.