“The Scent of Rain and Lightning” was just the pick-me-up I needed after finishing Steve Jobs. (Great book, really—just heavy on the brain.) Nancy Pickard does a terrific job weaving the tale of the Linders, a well-known, good-fortuned family of ranchers in Kansas, faced with the untimely death of their eldest son, Hugh-Jay. Jody, his daughter and orphaned at the age of 3, is raised by her grandparents until she is old enough to live on her own, in the house where Daddy met his demise. And she’s shocked—SHOCKED!—when she finds out the man sent to prison for her father’s death and mother’s disappearance is released from prison 23 years later.
So who really offed Hugh-Jay? Was it Billy? His brother Chase? Hugh-Jay’s shrew of a wife, Laurie? Hell, was it 3-year-old Jody? I’m not telling—it was a friend’s Facebook status of complete surprise at the ending that nudged me to grab the book, and had me guessing the whole time, and I was STILL wrong.
Great book for a quick read, just don’t be surprised if you don’t put it down until you finish it.
The Scent of Rain and Lightning