Tombstone Courage by J. A. Jance
BIBLIOGRAPHIC DETAILS:
-Print: COPYRIGHT: January 1, 1994; PUBLISHER: William Morrow & Company; ISBN 9780688132477; PAGES 300; Unabridged (Amazon Hardcover)
-Digital: COPYRIGHT: (1/1/1994) March 17, 2009; PUBLISHER: William Morrow reprint edition; ISBN 0380765462; FILE SIZE: 3335 KB; PAGES: 416; Unabridged (info from: Amazon: Kindle edition)
*Audio: COPYRIGHT: 19 Oct 2009; PUBLISHER: HarperAudio; DURATION: 8 hrs (approx.); Unabridged (INFO FROM Libby, OC Public Libraries)
Feature Film or tv: Not that I’m aware of.
SERIES: Joanna Brady, Book 2
CHARACTERS: (Not comprehensive)
Joanna Brady-Employee at an insurance agency running for Shariff of Cochise County, AZ
Jennifer (Jenny) Brady – Daughter of Joanna and Andrew
MaryAnn Maculyea – A Reverend and Joanna’s friend
Jeff Daniels – MaryAnn’s significant other who helps run a parsonage
Eleanor Lathrop – Joanna’s mother
Frank Montoya – Running for Shariff of Cochise County, AZ
Dick Voland – Bisbee Chief Deputy
Dave Hollicker – Bisbee Deputy
Milo Davis – Joanna's boss at the insurance agency
Eva Lou Brady – Joanna’s mother-in-law
Jim Bob Brady – Joanna’s father-in-law
Antonio (Tony) Vargas –Criminal
Angie Kellogg – Former hooker; barmaid at the local Blue Moon Saloon
Harold Lamm Patterson – Owner of the Rocking P Ranch
Ivy Patterson – Harold’s daughter
Holly Patterson – Harold’s daughter
Emily Patterson – Harold’s late wife
SUMMARY/ EVALUATION:
-How I picked it: Don and I have enjoyed listening to Jance’s J.P. Beaumont series, where we are currently ready to begin book 12. Book 11 was written in 1993, and so was Book 1 of this series. This one was written in 1994, and seems to be the next one she wrote. Besides, we were anxious to learn what would happen next. 😊
-What’s it about? One theme is the contention between Harold’s daughters over Harold’s estate. Another is the race for Cochise County Shariff.
-Liked: Great characters and plot; That the primary character is an even-tempered, sensible female. And I like learning about local colloquialisms…which brings us to----I thought “gloryhole” was some sort of geologic term, but when I check search engines all I get is a list of porn items. That isn’t entirely inconsistent with the plot, but I still wonder if there is another use of the term that I am missing.
-Disliked: Nothing comes to mind.
-Overall: Good progression of the main characters and the crime and new characters made for a fine plot.
AUTHOR: J. A. (Judith Ann) Jance -- (born October 27, 1944) "Jance was born in Watertown, South Dakota,[2] and raised in Bisbee, Arizona (the setting for her Joanna Brady series of novels). Before becoming an author, she worked as a school librarian on a Native American reservation (Tohono O'Odham), and as a teacher and insurance agent." – Wikipedia
NARRATOR: Hillary Huber – “Hillary has recorded close to 700 audiobooks spanning many genres. She is a multiple Audie Award finalist, multiple Earphone Award winner, Voice Arts Awards winner and one of Audiofile Magazine's best voices. Hillary has a BA in English Literature and is a voracious reader and listener. Likes: yoga, hip hop dancing, baking sourdough, bourbon. Dislikes: liver. Raised in conservative Connecticut and hippy Hawaii, Hillary now splits her time between Santa Monica and New York. Most of that time is in a 4x4 padded room. Er...booth. Her super power is reciting the alphabet backwards.
-HillaryHuber-dot-com
I liked Hillary’s narration. She doesn’t get too loud in the tense sections, she does different voices with great subtlety.
GENRE:
Fiction; Mystery; Thriller; Crime; Suspense
SUBJECTS: (Not comprehensive)
Small desert communities; Bisbee police force; Estate planning; Child abuse; Hypnosis; Dysfunctional family relations
LOCATIONS:
Bisbee, Arizona; Tucson, Arizona; Cochise County, Arizona
TIME FRAME:
Contemporary (1993)
DEDICATION:
I didn’t find it.
EXCERPT: (From Chapter One)
“Holly was Harold’s firstborn daughter. If she had needed help and asked for it, he would have given it to her gladly, regardless of the heartaches and disagreements that might have gone before. But Holly’s reappearance had come in the form of a legal attack, mounted by some big-time California attorney who expected Harold to just lie down and play dead. And the attack had been aimed, with pinpoint accuracy, at the one place in Harold’s life where he was most vulnerable. And guilty.
Of course, he had denied Holly’s allegations. And when the People magazine reporter had shown up at the Rocking P and told him she was doing an article on “forgotten memories,” Harold had tried to throw her off track without having to tell his side of the story. But the woman was one of those sharp-eyed, sharp-tongued little city women. He couldn’t remember now exactly how it was she had phrased the critical question.
He may have mentally misplaced the exact text, but he recalled the reporter’s meaning well enough. He had wondered if that particular line of questioning had come directly from Holly or from that so-called hypnotherapist of hers, Amy Baxter. The assumption behind the question was the idea that since one daughter had been forced to run away from home in order to avoid sexual abuse, what about the daughter who didn’t leave? Was Ivy—the stay-at-home, old-maid daughter—a willing participant?
The reporter had made a big deal about the fact that Harold and Ivy lived alone together on the Rocking P, as though that in itself was enough to raise suspicions. Harold had exercised incredible restraint in not throwing the woman bodily out of his house. It was no surprise that the resulting article had made Harold sound like some kind of sex-crazed monster whose incestuous relations with his daughters had no doubt ruined both their lives.
The usually even-tempered Ivy had been livid when the article came out, and she had blamed Holly for it. Ivy had wanted Harold to sue, wanted him to have Burton Kimball go after the magazine for defamation of character. Harold had his own good reasons for refusing, but when he did, there had been a huge blowup between him and Ivy. For weeks now, they had barely spoken, doing their chores together around the ranch, but with none of their customary camaraderie. By attempting not to fight with one daughter, Harold had inevitably quarreled with the other.
Determined to solve the problem with the least additional damage to everyone concerned, Harold had put all his hopes in what would happen once Holly came home for the trial. He had thought that somehow he would be able to get his two daughters together in the same room where he would finally, once and for all, put the past to rest. But that hadn’t happened.
For the entire week since Holly had been back home in Bisbee, she had insisted that all contact be conducted on a lawyer-to-lawyer basis. Harold hadn’t been allowed access to her by telephone, and no one would tell him where she was staying. Well, that was changing today. He had figured out a way to make it happen, a way to bring her around.
Harold was coming to town with what, on the surface, would appear to be an enticing carrot. He was prepared to offer Holly the ultimate prize—total capitulation. Everything she wanted. For someone like Holly, that should prove irresistible, but there was a stick as well. And when it came to those two things, both carrot and stick, what he had to say would not be discussed on a lawyer-to-lawyer basis. Those were private—to be discussed with his daughters alone. No one else. Once and for all time, he would finally tell both of them the truth.
Surely, once they both knew the truth, he might be able to find some common ground, some avenue for reconciliation. Once he came up with the plan, he had allowed himself to hope it would work. Perhaps if Holly knew all of it, she’d call off the trial and her hired attack dogs. Harold Patterson could imagine nothing worse than having to endure the humiliation of a public trial. He could imagine how it would feel to sit in one of those overheated Cochise County courtrooms. The place would be packed with friends and neighbors, people who had known him all his life. He would have to sit there and be stripped bare; would be forced to listen while his daughter recounted the exact nature of his alleged crimes and the horrible things he had supposedly done to her.
The possibility that Holly might really remember caused Harold to squirm on the Scout’s sway-backed front seat. Just thinking about it set off a severe ache that started in Harold’s breastbone, spread across both shoulders, and arched down his tense forearms. What if she really did remember? What then?
Harold remembered hearing someone say that the truth would set you free. Could it do that for him? Harold doubted it. In this case, truth seemed like some kind of evil genie. Harold worried that once he rubbed the bottled past and set the genie loose in the world, things would never be the same. Telling the truth meant that long-made promises would have to be broken, that the lives of innocent people would be forever changed. But then, innocent people were always being hurt. That was the way the world worked.”
RATING:
4 stars
STARTED READING – FINISHED READING
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