![]() The skin has started sloughing off, soon those narrow shoulders won’t be so tender. Earned on Friday, painful to the touch yesterday, today an itchy soreness that’s hard not to keep fingering, probing, as she’s doing right now in an absentminded way. “It’s the sunburned shoulders that get him,” Lippman writes. It begins one clear, hot day in June 1995, when a man walks into a bar and trains his gaze on a woman. Set in fictional Belleville, Delaware, a nowheresville nestled between bustling beach towns and quaint hamlets, Lippman’s latest is a smoldering mystery set before smartphones. If there’s an essential question Sunburn poses, it’s, Who can you trust? “It’s a tricky book to talk about,” the perennial New York Times bestselling crime novelist told Kirkus by phone from Baltimore, “but I trust you.” ![]() Everything past of Laura Lippman’s Sunburnis a spoiler. ![]()
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