Books for when guys seriously suck, pt. 2

I had a...tumultuous... Sunday (very early) morning, and spent much of Sunday wanting to thow a shoe (either heavy or pointy, I was going back and forth) at a guy's head.  I wanted to read before bed, to distract myself from alternately being wrathful and a little sad (okay, mostly wrathful), and so I wouldn't go to sleep stewing, but I didn't know what to read.  I was too angry and unable to think about anything else but what a d-bag the guy had been to read something that required attention; but I didn't want to read anything remotely positive about relationships, or men in general; and I didn't think anything too light would be enough to take my mind off being treated with a complete lack of common courtesy.  But then I decided to pick back up Karin Fossum's The Indian Bride - and it was perfect! 

This entry is probably a bit premature, since I am not done with the book yet, but I have to say, it was so fantastic: I got completely caught up in the story, and almost entirely forgot how upset I was.

The book has been on my list for a while, and then I forgot about it, and then R mentioned she had picked it up to read on the plane (will need to remember to ask her how she liked it), so I remembered it again, and I am glad.  The writing style is interesting; it's SUPER expository - like, "Tom is a man.  He has blond hair and blue eyes.  He is friends with Harry.  Harry is a man with brown hair.  Tom, Harry, and their friend Dick were sitting in a cafe.  The cafe tables had red and white checked tablecloths."  I'm exaggerating, of course, but it took some getting used to.  Not sure how much of it is the author, and how much of it is the translator, but I think it's definitely the book itself, and not just the translation.  But, honestly, I can deal with lots of exposition as long as it's nice and clean and spare - I am still recovering from those silly Girl Who... books, and am delighted to know I don't need to be leary of all Scandinavian authors.  Hmm, that reminds me that I really need to get onto the Wallander books. 
Anyhow - yeah, Fossum / Indian Bride: good stuff for when guys seriously suck :)  And, based on last night, when I had cooled off, also for when you don't really care as much any more.  However, not so good for when you need to get up at 6:00 a.m. to go have breakfast with your mom before work, but can't put the book down, even though you were "only going to read for 10 minutes" in bed - I am tiiiiiiiiiiiired today!