I hereby apologize to Nora Roberts, aka J. D. Robb, and any other of her pseudonyms or co-authors. I
was wrong!
Since many of her books are classified as “Romance”, I never read them. Years ago I tried the
“Romance” genre, but when I read “her luminous, alabaster thighs,” and “his eyes were twin pools of
shimmering sapphire,” I closed the book and switched to “Mystery/Suspense.” I preferred the blood
and violence.
The Witness is Elizabeth Fitch, age 16. The product of a coldly calculating chief of surgery and a carefully
chosen sperm donor, Elizabeth speaks five languages, plays both piano and violin and has traveled the
world. She has also been accepted to Harvard. But she has never made a single choice or decision. She
obeys her mother’s every dictate.
At last she rebels. Naïve and unworldly, Elizabeth becomes involved with the Mafia and witnesses
events that can get her killed, and quickly. But she is smart and resourceful and twelve years later, we
find her as Abigail Lowery living in a small town in the Ozarks. Enter Brooks Gleason, the local police
chief - of course.
The book is fast-paced and engrossing. I only left this outstanding story to do laundry and meals and
finished it at 3:00 am.
Will I read more Nora Roberts? Absolutely – after I check for thighs and sapphires.
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