Still catching up on audiobook reviews, here are two more, one of which is getting quite a bit of attention. (Links on individual covers are to Amazon.)
LloydMcNeil’s Last Ride: A Novel by Will Leitch
Editors’ pick Best Books of the Year So Far 2025
Soon to be a major motion picture.
HarperAudio
May 20, 2025
Narrator: Chris Andrew Ciulla
Four Stars 
Police officer Lloyd McNeil has been given a death sentence. Not by his job. And in no way could he have expected.
The big problem is that McNeil has a son, if there can be a bigger problem than dying young. And that problem is a young, dependent son.
I don’t remember specifically if the main character actually went through the five stages of grief (denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance). What pulled me in was the prognosis, what kept me reading was how he was going to solve the problem of taking care of his son after his death. Given the time frame, he didn’t have a lot of time to solve that and seemed more like he went from denial straight to acceptance.
The novel becomes a final, loving, teaching, philosophical tome to his son. The narrative is infused with a sense of humor, which I appreciated, as there were also times when the philosophical pages became a bit long and heavy, points repeated with slightly different wording that slowed the pace.
McNeil hatches a plan that goes awry more often than not. It’s a heavy character-driven story that takes a unique circumstance and tries to instill the depth of emotion the plot would demand. Well written, although I was a bit underwhelmed with the ending.
Our Last Wild Days: A Novel by Anna Bailey
Simon & Schuster Audio
May 20, 2025
Narrator: Kate Handford
Three Stars 
I’m one of those readers who enjoys stories of Louisiana, usually colorful and colloquial.
I thought it might be atmospheric. And it was. Just not the way I expected.
Loyal Mae returned to Jackknife for her mother who is rapidly declining. She finds an ally in Sasha, another journalist. When Loyal’s childhood friend is discovered dead in a bayou, she becomes embroiled in getting to the truth of her death. Cutter had two brothers, neither of whom was particularly crushed by the loss of their sister.
It’s a slow burn of a plot and then turns dark, nasty even, getting into topics I’d never have considered had I known they were all included. These are often graphic depictions, one of which I’d never heard of that almost turned my stomach.
This might be the darkest that mankind can hand out. Perhaps we haven’t left barbarism behind us after all.
Many thanks to my local library for providing me with the opportunity to listen to these books. Any opinion expressed here is my own.
©2025 V Williams
Also, despite all the prep and barricades surrounding my veggies, the varmints found a way to eat the beans and peas, and most anything else I was hoping to harvest by July. I am, however, raising a bountiful crop of mosquitoes in the little water tub for the lotus seeds I planted and coaxed to the surface. The lotus seeds need six hours of sun and don’t get that on the deck but appear quite happy for the time being.
One hundred gallons is a LOT of water and quickly overwhelmed the overflow at the top. So I reconfigured the base and siphoned the water out in anticipation of another gully washer. It’s going a long way to watering the veggie and flower bed as well as the potted plants on the deck and the deck plants are looking very happy. 
We used to have dry periods, not this year though. This year, we’ve not just had rain, we’ve had some serious major storms, and looking ahead, August is promising some douzies. We are still cleaning up a couple trees that came down in the fairy garden.
Update on Punkin the Pom: that little stinker is still a challenge now at almost ten months with us. Looks like progress with housetraining, then we regress. She continues to bond with the CE but must still equate me with the dragon that forced her to have another litter. Now she’ll occasionally initiate a walk, running outside then plopping butt down to have the leash attached. (That doesn’t mean a successful potty walk, however.) I have found a new treat she’ll accept (that’s two!) and she is beginning to spend some “social” time near the CE (play time, however, was apparently something she never had nor a clue how to jump up on a couch).
I managed to bake a successful loaf of bread from my third sourdough starter—long story there that includes an attack by a demon squirrel on the starter left on the deck to slow rising—and the separation of 20 grams I’d saved in the fridge for use later. Turned out, later was the next day, but it turned out wonderful, great texture, light and airy, flavorful. Thrilled but now wonder if I could have siphoned off ten grams to save and ten to use.
in Historical Mysteries
The Narrator: 
The rabbits and deer have won the fairy garden. It’s official. I’ve given up on live plants and planted plastic instead. Animals 1 – farmer 0. It’s a tie on the veggie bed with chicken wire and mesh around my tender plants. They did manage to penetrate to a vigorous bean plant and that plant won’t be going anywhere now. Love the animals, but…
Punkin the Pom is carefully beginning to enjoy her walks.* The CE, having a closer bond, is trusting her more and she’s taking advantage. Otherwise, still accepting few treats, no toys, no offers of companionship, and housetraining is a throw of the dice.
Rosepoint Publishing 