Everyday, I walk down the same shelves at work numerous times. I glance at the books as I go by. Some are familiar because I know them and some are familiar because I see them everyday but once in a while I will spot something that I am sure I’ve never seen before. And when you see something that you’ve never noticed before, you start seeing it every time you walk by it. That was Crooked Spur for me. When I looked it up online, I could only find a used copy of it on Amazon and NOTHING on Goodreads.
I had to read it.
You may be surprised to learn that I like a western once in a while. I’m not sure why. I guess that, for the most part, I like everything once in a while.
This was the story of Brad who returns home after three years of running cattle to make amends with his father. His father owned a local store and wanted Brand to take over for him but Brad had no interest in settling down. They fought but he’s still surprised to discover upon his return that his father has sold the business and gone on to Denver. Brad’s father was very town-proud and not the kind of man who had much interest in the city. When Brad meets with the man who purchased the business, Lafe Gorman, Gorman tells him that he paid more than the business was worth, enough that his father couldn’t have said no. But then Brad ends up with a gun pointed at him and he’s smart enough to know something is awry.
I don’t have a lot of experience, but this was kind of an odd western in my opinion. It kind of meandered around. It was more of a mystery than anything and more than once it made me think of Agatha Christie. It was fine. It read fast and I enjoyed it. Still, I have no idea why it was called Crooked Spur. You’ll have to hunt down that used copy and let me know.