I've read my share of idiot plots—stories where a single adult conversation would solve everything. Midnight at the Bright Ideas Bookstore suffers from that affliction.
And yet, the mystery is a fun ride. The twists are clever, and if you squint, they almost hold together. But the whole thing is built on the silent, willful refusal of two people to simply talk to each other until crisis draws them together again.
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