I like reading books about war dogs, shipwrecks, and lady aviators.
I plowed through this slow-burning domestic drama today. You're told from the first few pages (and the back cover) that the prim wife who narrates half the book will soon murder the philandering husband who narrates the other half. Told in perspective-alternating chapters, we're left waiting and wondering exactly how the foretold events will come to pass. Now that the weather's nice, I guess I can comfortably classify this as a nice 'beach read' ... if you don't mind bringing murder to your beaches. ;)