November 19th 2007 06:57 pm
Save the Last Dance for Me
Ah, the 1950s. In a small midwestern town in Iowa. Hmmm.
The music was good back then, wasn’t it?
Sam McCain’s on the trail of killers yet again. If I lived in a town that small with that many getting killed, I’d move to Chicago. But Gorman tells a great story, and you do tend to get caught up in the bustle of the town.
And like everyone in Black River Falls, I gotta wonder why the doofus doesn’t just marry the nice Mary Travers.
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Save The Last Dance For Me
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