Or anything by Agatha Christie. My grandmother had a lot of her books and I would reread them every summer. Except for, maybe, the culprits in The Hallowe'en Party and And Then There Were None/Ten Little Indians, I always tend to forget who the murderer is.
Is it just me? I can't tell if it's because I read too quickly, or because I don't take notes (I tend to remember things better if I've written them down).
Instead of the culprit, I easily recall the more emotional matters - who was in love with whom, who felt slighted by a former ally.
And, of course, the fun details, like Miss Marple's knitting, and Poirot teasing Captain Hastings.
Which parts of your favourite books do you remember best?