Sunday in July

I suddenly realised that it's already July. The months had quietly and peacefully come and gone. I curiously asked hubby if I had changed over the last few months... and he candidly replied "We all change over time". Hmm... not the answer I was seeking. So I asked again (this is so woman... hahaha...). This time round he said "Yah, you are more relaxed now". Hmm... Does that mean I am a nicer person now than before? More amiable, agreeable? Or less ruffled, less agitated? Anyhow, I take it that it is an improvement :)

During my last trip back home, needless to say, I bought lots of books. They are all crime fiction novels. I guess I haven't outgrown them. Reading helps me to escape the reality, reminds me of my youth, indulges me. So it was during this book shopping trip that I found this book written by Jake Needham, The Ambassador's Wife. It is a crime fiction based in Singapore featuring a local inspector- a Singapoorean who whined about everything from the weather to the people and foreigners... Oops!

I am almost half way through with the book and I am still struggling to read it. For one, the inspector worked only from Monday to Friday. While working on the murder case, he was significantly annoyed when he was disturbed on a Sunday by a guy who supposedly had some leads to his case. There was little anxiety or pressure in him wanting to solve the crime quickly. Did I mention that he didn't like his mobile phone switched on?

I am beginning to wonder if this is fiction or fantasy.