Murder on the Orient Express by Agatha Christie, 266 pages
A train traveling between Istanboul and Paris gets stuck in the snow. Usually this would be an inconvenience to passengers making connections, but it is something significantly more inconvenient when one of the passengers turns up dead. Suddenly, everyone on the train is a suspect in the murder, which renowned detective Hercule Poirot decides to solve while they await rescue. This is a classic story, and an excellent one. This was my second time reading it, though the first sharing it with my son, who gamely suffered through my butchering of several French phrases to experience his first Agatha Christie. We both loved sharing our guesses throughout the book, and we loved the big reveal that showed just how wrong we were. It is the first of many many Agatha Christies in our future.