AIN'T SHE A PEACH is the fourth book in Molly Harper's
Southern
Eclectic series. The novella PEACHY FLIPPING
KEEN is a prequel to this book, but it's still possible
to enjoy AIN'T SHE A PEACH without having read the
prequel. Quirky, and occasionally delightfully snarky,
county coroner Frankie McCready and new sheriff Eric
Linden have a past. After a one-night stand in Atlanta,
Frankie never expected to see Eric again. That they now
live in the same small-town and work together makes
things awkward at times. Whether it's fate or dumb luck
that reunites this pair, AIN'T SHE A PEACH tells an
entertaining story about the complications that come with
small-town life when politics and dating are thrown into
the mix.
A big chunk of AIN'T SHE A PEACH involves all the weird
ways Eric's re-election campaign and Frankie's war with
the entitled and obnoxious juvenile delinquent Jared
Lewis intersect. Frankie's feud with Jared is as
frustrating for her as it is entertaining for readers.
Frankie's tenacity is typical of most women in this
Southern
Eclectic series. Although some parental
spoiling and smothering results in Frankie coming to
grips with a kind of arrested development, she eventually
realizes what she needs to do in order to gain some
independence. Although this story is told strictly from
Frankie's perspective, Molly Harper does a great job of
bringing this hero to life and shows all his flaws as
well as his swoon-worthy sensitive side. The family
friendships keep Frankie afloat and add depth to his zany
story.
AIN'T SHE A PEACH has a complex heroine who is sweet,
sassy, and snarky in equal measure and a romance that
goes from fractious to fanta-bulous. I appreciate a good
story about personal growth that manages to make me laugh
as well as include a few zombies, and AIN'T SHE A PEACH
has it all. Since this is the first book I've read in
this series, and I really enjoyed it, I'm working my way
back and reading the previous books. I hope Molly Harper
writes a book about Duffy - the last single McCready
cousin.
An Atlanta ex-cop comes to sleepy Lake Sackett, Georgia,
seeking peace and quiet—but he hasn’t bargained on falling
for Frankie, the cutest coroner he’s ever met.
Frankie McCready talks to dead people. Not like a ghost
whisperer or anything—but it seems rude to embalm them and
not at least say hello.
Fortunately, at the McCready Family Funeral Home & Bait
Shop, Frankie’s eccentricities fit right in. Lake Sackett’s
embalmer and county coroner, Frankie’s goth styling and
passion for nerd culture mean she’s not your typical
Southern girl, but the McCreadys are hardly your typical
Southern family. Led by Great-Aunt Tootie, the gambling,
boozing, dog-collecting matriarch of the family, everyone
looks out for one another—which usually means getting up in
everyone else’s business.
Maybe that’s why Frankie is so fascinated by new sheriff
Eric Linden...a recent transplant from Atlanta, he sees a
homicide in every hunting accident or boat crash, which
seems a little paranoid for this sleepy tourist town. What’s
he so worried about? And what kind of cop can get a job with
the Atlanta PD but can’t stand to look at a dead body?
Frankie has other questions that need answering
first—namely, who’s behind the recent break-in attempts at
the funeral home, and how can she stop them? This one really
does seem like a job for the sheriff—and as Frankie and Eric
do their best Scooby-Doo impressions to catch their man,
they get closer to spilling some secrets they thought were
buried forever.