It's been so nice out that I haven't been spending much time inside--but I have been reading lots on my lunch break outside! I've read a few books this week, but I can't even remember them all.
For sure, I know I read:
Silhouette in Scarlet by Elizabeth Peters
The French Inheritance by Anne Stevenson
Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day by Winifred Watson
The first two books weren't spectacular at all. I liked Miss Pettigrew the best...it's the classic Cinderella story. A frumpy (yet secretly delightful!) old maid stumbles into immorality, a makeover, cocaine, lovers and more. No, seriously, the books involves all those. It was written in 1938 and is probably a sort of last gasp of frivolity before WWII hits hard.
The book was just made into a movie, too. I haven't watched it yet, but I want to after reading the book.