A review by melbsreads
Visions of Sugar Plums by Janet Evanovich

2.0

This was just...dumb. It's supposed to be a fun between-the-numbers novella that features Steph chasing a guy who may or may not be Santa Claus and who's missed his court date. Instead, this was just kind of...bad. I mean, a strange dude appears in Steph's kitchen. She kicks him out and locks the doors. He strolls back in. Rinse and repeat like a dozen times, and it's totally find because he's hot and also maybe supernatural in some way? Uh, no. Get the fuck out of my house and knock on the door like a civilised human being.

Other than that, this was basically a checklist of typical Plum moments. Car blows up? Tick. Lula wears a ridiculous outfit and Steph tells us that she used to be a 'ho? Tick. Grandma Mazur wants to go to the funeral home? Tick. Steph's mother despairs of her children and starts drinking in the kitchen? Tick. Morelli kisses the top of Steph's head a lot? Tick. Steph's dad is disgusted by something that happens at dinner? Tick. Steph gets sent home with leftovers because she's a thirty-something year old woman who doesn't know how to cook? Ding ding ding.

In short, nope.