So, I just finished re-reading "Moonlight Mile" after reading what I thought were all the previous books in this series by Dennis Lehane. However, it appears I missed "Prayers for Rain" so it's time to go "back to the drawing board" and find this one.
Moonlight Mile made a lot more sense after reading the first ones in this series and, if the ending is any indication, it appears Patrick is going to hang up his private detective badge to lead a more sedentary life with his wife and daughter. Since I don't see any more books upcoming in this series, I have to conclude it's actually true! I'm disappointed but the book and the ending didn't disappoint. If it's going to end, this is as good a way as any.
There's a great scene on Pages 212-213 of the hardback copy when a woman "goes off" on Angie when she's questioning her about a runaway girl and that tirade ends with ..."Then one day she finds a lump in her breast. And it's not okay anymore, but nobody gives a shit, honey, because you made your fucking bed. So do us all a favor and fucking die." The paragraph that follows that tirade ends with "You asked a simple question lately or made an innocuous aside. We no longer understood how we'd gotten here. We couldn't grasp what had happened to us. We woke up one day and all the street signs had been stolen, all the navigation systems had shorted out. The car had no gas, the living room had no furniture, the imprint in the bed beside us had been smoothed over."
Ever feel that way in today's world -- like we've lost our ability to navigate this world? Peace,
pazt
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