Flamingo Fatale is as full of southern flavor as a bowl of pot likker and cornbread.
It's undoubtedly cozy, but with a strong sense of place and even stronger characters.
Don't make the mistake others have of brushing off Wanda Nell Culpepper as no-account
trailer park trash. She may be a divorced mother with two blue-collar jobs, but she's hard
working and respected at those jobs and a good mother. One of her kids has a work ethic and
brains she certainly didn't get from her father, as becomes clear when he reappears. Wanda
Nell sends him off again, more finally than she realizes, until she discovers his body
impaled with one of her lawn ornaments. Which means real trouble - the local law is one
of his best buddies who has despised Wanda Nell for years and is now in position to act
on it. More trouble is right behind him, with a mother-in-law from hell and people after missing
illegal money -- all sure Wanda Nell knows more than she's saying.
This story is really about the characters. Wanda Nell is believable and avoids the
clichés. She's neither trailer park trash nor unbelievably goody two shoes. She has a
hair trigger temper that gets her deservedly in trouble and is a caring mother, but not
a perfect one. There's pleasure in the other characters too, like Wanda Nell's rifle toting
best friend Mayrene, who is responsible for one of the book's funniest scenes, where her
buxom figure is used to advantage in getting info from an awestruck gas station attendant.
I thought Wanda was a little too blind in her own way as the law was against her; but the
simple fact is, people are like that, and I could believe it even as I was frustrated by
it. A nice, light but satisfying cozy read.
Jimmie Ruth Evans is a pseudonym for Dean James, which was part of why I wanted to read
this book. Dean knows his mysteries, and I've enjoyed his other books. This one is very
different, but I liked it.