2013 book 143

Elizabeth Peters' The Murders of Richard III
It was high time for me to read another Jacqueline Kirby mystery, and this one did not disappoint. Here, our clever, dry-witted, and generally amazing academic librarian finds herself talked into going to a house party in England full of Richard III enthusiasts. Obviously things soon go awry, with a series of thematic attacks, but it's ok, because Jacqueline (and her purse of wonders) are on the case. And because this was written in the 70s, there's even a great part where she gets to tell off a couple of sexist jerks ragging on Women's Lib (yes, the book capitalized it). If this book had been written this year instead of before I was born, that scene would be ALL OVER Tumblr. And I would reblog it. A/A-.