#FridayBookShare ~ Who Killed Vivien Morse? by @DianaJFebry @ShelleyWilson72

#FridayBookShare ~ an excellent idea created by Shelley Wilson. 

With the weekend approaching it’s the perfect time to seek out new books to read, so Shelley created a Friday Book Share game to help search for that ideal read.

Anyone can join in. Just answer the following F.R.I.D.A.Y. questions based on the book you’re either currently reading (or listening to, in my case) or have just finished reading. Use the hashtag #FridayBookShare and remember to tag Shelley (@ShelleyWilson72) 

First line of the book.

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Introduce the main character using only three words.

Delightful design (add the cover of the book.)

Audience appeal (who would enjoy reading this book?)

Your favourite line/scene.

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I’ve just started to read Who Killed Vivien Morse for Rosie Amber’s book review team.

First line of the book.

Impeccably dressed in well cut trousers, shirt and tie and blazer,DCI Peter Hatherall dashed through a torrential downpour to the station door.

Recruit fans by adding the book blurb.

Vivien Morse, a young social worker is discovered battered to death in Silver Lady Woods. Everyone assumes she was attacked by her estranged husband until her supervisor disappears. The connection appears to be Vivien’s last client. A damaged and disturbed girl who believes a bundle of rags is her lost baby and never leaves the family farm while she awaits the return of her lover.

The matter is confused by the arrival of a stranger to the area clearly searching for something or someone and an escaped convict with connections to the area.

DCI Hatherall has to separate fact from fantasy to discover who did kill Vivien Morse.

Introduce the main character using only three words.

DCI Peter Hatherall ~ dogged, dry, entertaining

Delightful design (add the cover of the book.)

Audience appeal (who would enjoy reading this book?)

Anyone who enjoys a well written murder mystery with some humour.

Your favourite line/scene.

Peter looked up blankly at her earnest face. The sinews in her neck were taught and stringy, reminding him of a tortoise.

“Surprise me.”

“Looking for mushrooms! Mushrooms, I tell you.”

Peter rubbed his neck and tried to dislodge the image of a tortoise lumbering through long grass. “Did he have a dog with him?”

“Well yes,” Glenys admitted. ‘But that is hardly the point. He was wearing open toed sandals and a dress. Who exercises their dog dressed like that in this weather? His toes were filthy.”

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