This book was quiet perfection. It's not too long and the author is not interested in beating me over the head with whatever her opinions are. It's just a story. And it's good.
Major Pettigrew is a widower. He is also a bit of a curmudgeon. I am also a bit of a curmudgeon so, of course, I loved him. As the novel begins, Major has just buried his brother. His is worried about an antique set of guns that his sister in law refuses to give him. He is worried about his grown son who is a bit of a butthole.
Then Major begins a slow, sweet courtship with Mrs. Ali, a Pakistani widow who runs the local store. This causes a lot more worry. And there are hijinks. Everybody loves hijinks, right?
Read this book. Fall in love with Major Pettigrew and Mrs Ali. And embrace your inner curmudgeon. You won't be happier but I'll probably like you better.
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