An Isabel Dalhousie novel set in Edinburgh, the ninth in this particular series. They are all full of civility and Isabel's musings as she tends to her work (owner and editor of Philosophy of Applied Ethics) and engages with her housekeeper Grace, her now almost 4-year-old little boy Charlie, and her young and handsome husband, Jamie.
A painting has been stolen from a private country estate and Isabel has been recommended, sort of as a sympathetic advice-giver. And she does exactly that, as she continues living her reasonable, comfortable, (enviable?) and happy life. I wonder, do all women who read these small stories envy Isabel?
Mr. Smith has at least four other series of books, but I've read mostly the Isabel ones; however, I intend to check out the three books in his Portuguese Irregular Verbs series next.
Unsure of how to handle the situation, Isabel turns to the window and muses: "And that thought changed everything. To turn a blind eye was morally reprehensible; it was an affront to the whole concept of seeing--and it was the beginning, in so many cases, of significant failure. No, she would not turn a blind eye. She would not allow herself to be a moral coward."
And so she confronts Grace, who can often be prickly, about not teaching little Charlie mathematics quite yet and certainly not without his parents' permission..
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