I shouldn’t have been surprised that a book titled Crimes of the Brothers would be melodramatic. I would even go so far as to call it Gothic, but with better weather.  The lovely Mrs. Julien lent this to me after I enjoyed another book she lent, D.L. Carter’s Ridiculous. Poor Miss Catherine Walman suffers through so much one thing after another that I broke into song, “Hey, won’t you play/ another somebody done somebody wrong song/ So please play for me a sad melody/ So sad that it makes everybody cry/ A real hurtin’ song about a love that’s gone […]