Book Review: Simon Said by Sarah Shaber
An archaeological dig uncovers the body of a woman shot in the head 70 years ago and buried with care under the old kitchen of Bloodworth House. Historian Simon Shaw is an expert on the history of the site and he identifies the victim as Anne Bloodworth, an heiress who disappeared in 1926. Why would someone want her dead? And why did they bury her with reverence? When discovered, her arms were crossed demurely over her chest and she was neatly shrouded in a quilt.
Puzzling as those questions are, Professor Shaw has more immediate concerns. Just as he’s pulling himself out of an emotional nosedive following his divorce, a colleague tries to discredit him. Is the colleague also behind the recent attempts on Shaw’s life? Attempts which are staged to appear like suicide? Who else would have motive to want this popular, Pulitzer Prize-winning professor out of the way — permanently?
Simon Said is the first entry in the Simon Shaw series. Described by his love interest as “small, bookish, and unambitious,” Shaw has a certain charm. A 30-something unexpectedly finding himself single and quite uncertain about dating the second time around, Shaw’s personal situation is easy to relate to — as is his apparent caffeine addiction (do not read this book if you are trying to kick the soda habit). I like the fact that he teaches where he feels at home rather than seeking a position at a more prestigious university. I like that he surrounds himself with heirlooms from his family. I like that he has a cat and for a first date, he took his love interest to a baseball game. Yes, he has a certain charm. 🙂
I also liked both mysteries, past and present. My only quibbles would be that Shaber has a tendency to spell everything out and yet somehow allow our characters to miss the obvious. While most of the story is told from Shaw’s viewpoint, we are given glimpses of other characters’ viewpoints as well, particularly regarding their feelings toward Shaw. So, there’s not much excitement there, because we know that no one who counts believes he’s suicidal. There were too many obvious clues that intelligent characters should not have missed — and, as good as Shaber’s characterization of Shaw was, some details seemed to suddenly emerge when needed. Still, it’s a cozy read with a strong atmosphere of small-town life in the South and I will definitely give the next book in the series a go. Looking forward to Snipe Hunt!