This was for me a sad book of Agatha Christie. Hercule Poirot called on to solve a murder/s(?) of a couple who died many, many years ago. Is it possible to find clues so many years after a case is closed. Apparently nothing is impossible for the flamboyant Poirot who does it in inimitable style.
Why the murders were committed was the sad part. A rather unusual Christie.
This is Miss. Marple's last case. Gwenda feels a sense of deja vu when she is house hunting coming across a particular house. The feeling is emphasised time and time again to the point that she herself believes that she is hallucinating. Miss Marple solves a crime (again after almost 15 years) where the murderer thought he got away scot free.
Agatha Christie is so good (like Jane Austen) for me personally at times when I am tired, in a reading slump and just want to read something light which will not tax me too much. Agatha Christie really fits the bill this time around.