July was killer. I turned another year older, which some moments made me snarl like a crazy woman. It was also killer hot in LA, which made me irritable. So basically I was a crazy old lady but I had good company with all the crazy killers in the books I read last month. Honestly, when I put together this month’s recap, every single book involved murder. Ummmm … I’m not sure what that says about me. But maybe, just maybe, people ought to think twice before they annoy me. Just kidding. Sort of.