The book is The Mystery of the Hidden Driveway from Jennifer L. Knox on Bloof.
If you've got this blog in your reader, you know I've raved about Knox for years. She's like Wonder Woman, only with blond hair, and an invisible cocktail glass.
I've been digging into her latest book, and it's unexpected. It's like you've been at a party for hours, and everyone's been drinking and having barbecue, and the keg is kicked, but that's okay because someone brought over a case of two-buck Chuck, so it just kept on going. The kids are doing whip-its in the garage. There's one person there cracking the whole place up, and everyone loves her/him. Then everyone leaves or passes out, and it's just you and this person, and they pour a fresh drink for you.
It's intimate, and s/he starts telling stories from war--every painful trauma you only get when you're alone with a person like that, and there's been so much laughter, that now it's got to be balanced out because that's just how we do things. Some people would be looking to get the hell out of the place, but it's terrifying but safe.
That's a quick review.
If that sounds like something you'd be into, click on the link above, buy it, and check it out.