I became an admirer of Judith Ivie's work when I read Waiting for Armando, the first of her Kate Lawrence mysteries. I have enjoyed all the others since, so it is no surprise that I looked forward to reading Dying Wishes. I was not disappointed. I will say that this one is different. We wouldn't want her just to copy herself, now would we?
Being myself considerably older than Kate, I was both amused and touched by her trials at turning fifty. How well I remember. I like being able to relate to characters and to understand what they are going through. I also like the sense of familiarity I have with the town and the featured senior living facility. Even the details of her real estate business are reassuring. I do not live in Wethersfield and I still own my own house, but I felt at home in Kate's surroundings.
That feeling of home makes the uneasiness of the mysterious deaths even more unnerving. As the plot developed I had to deal with some issues I had been avoiding myself. Actually, I am grateful to Kate for calling them to my attention. And to Judith Ivie for holding my interest through to the end. I may need to go back now and re-read the earlier Kate Lawrence books while I wait for the next one.