Sunset at Blandings

by P.G. Wodehouse

So frustrating!!

The other day, when football season started, 

and I went to the library...

I picked up this book. I was craving a little P.G. Wodehouse &

his witty, light-hearted, and romantic situational humor.

I was in a bit of a hurry, 

and Sunset at Blandings was the first one I picked up.

I didn't need to read the back because it didn't matter what the story

was about, it was written by one of my favorite writers.

Thanks, Amazon.com

This weekend I sat down to read it & last night 

HALF way through the story,

just as the plot threads are getting tangled

and the main characters are finding themselves 

in over their heads & the love stories are thickening...

The story ends.

Ends.

I turn the page expecting chapter 17,

and instead I get a note that says -more or less-

"these 90 pages were found in Wodehouse's

hospital room when he died on February 14, 1975."

Such a bummer.