I've enjoyed a number of Mr Grisham's books. This, however, is not one of them. It's a serviceable little thing - solid plot, some local colour and a saccharine ambience --- but Oh how thin compared to earlier titles! There is just no meat. My guess is that this might have made a little novella or a screen-play (perhaps it was)....but the brain is never tested or, worse still, stimulated. The trouble with a brand like Mr G's is that he has to pump a new title out every few weeks just to keep the machine moving....he might remember that good brands takes years to build and seconds to lose. His is, on the basis of this title, teetering on the brink.