They Call Me Crazy Tour Stop!

 Cass Adams is crazy, and everyone in Deacon, Kansas, knows it. But when her good-for-nothing husband, Roland, goes missing, no one suspects that Cass buried him in their unfinished koi pond. Too bad he doesn’t stay there for long. Cass gets arrested on the banks of the Spring River for dumping his corpse after heavy rain partially unearths it.

The police chief wants a quick verdict—he’s running for sheriff and has no time for crazy talk. But like Roland’s corpse, secrets start to surface, and they bring more to light than anybody expected. Everyone in Cass’s life thinks they know her—her psychic grandmother, her promiscuous ex-best friend, her worm-farming brother-in-law, and maybe even her local ghost. But after years of separate silences, no one knows the whole truth. Except Roland. And he’s not talking.

Every once in a while I like to pick up a book that’s outside the normal genres I read and They Call Me Crazy definitely fit the bill. I’m really not sure how to classify it as far as genres go because it’s not really a romance, although there is a teeny bit of romance in it; it’s not really a paranormal book, despite the fact that Cass’s grandmother is psychic and Cass sees dead people; it’s listed on Amazon as a mystery/thriller/suspense read, but with the way Ms. Gamble writes the story from multiple POVs it doesn’t really feel like a mystery because the reader is privy to most of what is going on. What it was, was an unearthing of family secrets of epic proportion with a big ole’ side of crazy.

Okay, so maybe it is a bit of mystery because as I try to think of what details about the storyline to include in my review, I keep hesitating as I don’t want to include a spoiler that ruins the book for someone else. The crux of the book is whether or not Cass killed her husband Roland. Even though Cass outright admits to the sheriff that she did it, we quickly learn that they don’t call her crazy for no reason because she is … or is she? The question of Cass’s sanity is just one of the aspects that made this such an enjoyable read for me. Ms. Gamble manages to address some major issues regarding mental health treatment in a very succinct matter and does it in such a way that its importance is highlighted without overshadowing the storyline.

As for Cass, she’s a hoot and a half. It’s not so much that she lacks a filter between her brain and her mouth as much as it is that doesn’t really care what others think. I found myself snickering in several places at her antics and the things that would come out of her mouth. Her spitfire attitude came in handy as she learned more and more about her husband posthumously. The man was no saint, not even close, and I’m surprised that someone didn’t off him years ago. Even though Cass can count on one hand the number of people who don’t hate her – she is an acquired taste kind of person after all – those that are truly close to her rally around her when she’s arrested and the rumors being to fly, including her husband’s brother Clay. Clay was just as enjoyable of a character and I absolutely loved the secret ingredient for his apple-spice cake. As one of the only people who knew how Roland really was, he never hesitated in his support of her. They Call Me Crazy was an outright enjoyable read for me as I was glued to my Kindle, waiting to see whose secret would be revealed next. Ms. Gamble has been added to my watch list.

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