The Talented Miss Farwell; Emily Gray Tedrowe
Custom House - 2020
Fourteen-year-old Becky Farwell lay on the horn with her forearm.
Daddy, let's go!
Engine running, she tilted the rearview mirror to study her eye makeup, a wash of greens running dark to light from her eyelashes to eyebrows. Greens, of course, because the magazines all said redheads had to, even indistinct blond-red mixes like her own. What she really wanted was the set that gave you three kinds of purple, pale violet to dusky eggplant. Becky ran a quick calculation on how much she was owed by the four girls she did homework for--geometry and algebra, although she could stretch up to pre-calc too, even as a ninth-grader. Though for pre-calc all she could guarantee was a B, not that any of the girls complained. Sometimes she took payment in shoes, like the almost-new Tretorns she had on now, without socks because no one did. Becky flipped the mirror back with a snap. They needed cash too bad to daydream about makeup.
This is one book I've been eyeing and it's getting very good reviews as a crime novel. What do you think - read more or pass?