By D. J. H. Jones
Fans of Murder on the MLA, additionally via D. J. H. Jones, will welcome this moment event of Nancy cook dinner, a Chaucer pupil with a pointy brain and a flavor for Bakelite jewellery. whilst Nancy arrives in Santa Fe, she's searching for a getaway from her activity at Yale--a position to revise her e-book prior to an autumn rendezvous with Chicago detective Boaz Dixon. The room she sublets is adorned in black and purple, bedecked with herbs and crystals. She is woke up by way of drumming. The quiet retreat she hoped for is a crowded family of recent Agers dabbling in self-help philosophies, "crystal culture," astrology, and channeling.
Intrigued via the preoccupations of her partners if disgusted by way of their diets and hygiene, Nancy reveals that her sympathy for Nicole, a software program whiz with a weight challenge, attracts her into the more and more mystifying affairs of the family. The charm of recent Agism--the different types of humans interested in it and why--becomes a secret she units out to unravel. while a fugitive cyberthief within the family makes an attempt homicide lower than conceal of a peyote rite, a stunning arrival alters either the police research and Nancy's future--academic and romantic.
With acute statement and acidic wit, Jones offers a hilarious research of recent Age culture and its pretensions.
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Page 7 Abruptly there was the airportscape: wide, empty spaces and the nubby green line of the Rio Grande a few miles to the west. In the east, beyond the city, mountains stood up awkwardly in a haze that made them look like props. More Southwest planes stood collected on the runwaydull gold with understripes of red and orange like so many sedimented rocks. A sign rolling by the window said KIRTLAND AIR FORCE BASE. LAND OF ENCHANTMENT said the license plate on a baggage buggy whizzing past a dusty military jeep.
Those straight dark eyebrows were maybe a little heavy, but all that curly hair against the headrest! It was unusual hair, naturally streaked, equally blond and brown. The attendant warmed toward her, or would have if he could. He leaned to offer one, make it two, packages of peanuts. Nice skin, nose kind of pointed, a wide mouth squared at the corners. She smiled at him. "Frank, do you think this orange juice is bad? " The goose-pimpled flight attendant did not wait. He mushed forward, without the help of a dog team.
After some tossing and dozing she dropped asleep. hearing more racket from downstairs, muffled through her closed door. Two men's voices. Gregg and Page 20 somebodyKevin? Nancy could make out only one sentence, a sort of sneering: "How could I, Gregg? " Then some indistinguishable angry answer. Evidently the evolution of this household into the Peaceable Kingdom, the Group of groups, the lotus base of the bodhisattvas, was not yet quite complete. Page 21 Three The career of Philip Jozer had advanced dramatically since his first work on the fractal geometry of coastlines.