I love Stephanie Plum, and sometimes I go back and read Janet Evanovich’s earlier works. It’s fun to see where she started out, and her “red-hot screwball comedies” are fluff in the purest form. And sometimes, between science projects and history projects and volleyball games and basketball practice and, you know, my stuff too, this mama needs some mindless fluff. Manhunt finds us in the wilds of Alaska in a tiny town outside of Fairbanks, where Alexandra Scott, her giant dog Bruno, and her tiny […]