A review by quietjenn
An Afternoon Walk by Dorothy Eden

3.0

Oh, for the late sixties/early seventies when (spoiler alert) any random crime could be blamed on roving, drug-crazed hippies! 'Twas a simpler time ... I love that this book ends with our heroine taking the advice that I'd been mentally screaming at her practically the entire time, i.e. "Your husband is a douchebag! Leave him." That said, I liked the Gaslight air he added to the novel and the next-door-neighbor/love-interest-once-the-divorce-is-final was charming.