I loved Girl Waits with Gun. I adored Lady Cop Makes Trouble. But I only enjoyed Miss Kopp's Midnight Confessions. And I think the main reason is that it was not told in the first person by Constance Kopp! Instead, it was third-person. And it delved into the point of view of not just Constance, but also Fleurette Kopp and a variety of other characters. And those characters were central to the story, but they weren't wonderful like Constance. I'm happy to see that the next book in the series, Miss Kopp Just Won't Quit, looks to be back solidly in first person. I hope to read it soon.
Don't get me wrong -- Constance Kopp is still the sort of resourceful, level-headed, determined woman I have always striven to be. And she's finally a full-fledged deputy, with a badge and everything. I just wish she'd been more central to the story. Instead, we spent a lot of time with two women who got themselves arrested on charges of improper behavior, basically. One of them was innocent. One of them was not. The book spends a lot of time delving into why a young woman would want to strike out on her own, how limited her options for self-sufficiency were in the early 1900s, and how unfair it is that, even though it takes two to tango, the men involved are never called to account for immoral behavior. Not that I'm adverse to delving into such unfair truths about the past. But... I missed Constance.
Still, I flew through three hundred pages of this in just a few days, so it was not boring or something I'm sorry I read! I just wasn't enchanted by it. I did really love the historical notes at the end, where Amy Stewart detailed what was totally historical and what she'd fictionalized here and there. And I liked that World War I played a role in the distance.
Particularly Good Bits:
Mothers go about constantly wondering: How did this child of mine become a man -- or woman -- of the world? (p. 116)
Nothing -- not a tour with a theater troupe, and certainly not an offer of marriage -- stood a chance against Norma's formidable vocabulary of refusal (p. 151).
If This was a Movie, I Would Rate It: A very stern PG-13 for a lot of discussion of unmarried people behaving like married people. None of it is lascivious or meant to be titillating, but it's more information that even young teens might need to read about. Can we call it PG-16 instead? Anyway, no bad language and not really much violence to speak of at all. For mainstream fiction, it's astonishingly clean, just like the previous two books in the series.
This is my second book read and reviewed for the 2019 Mount TBR Reading Challenge.