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Название книги: The Full Cupboard of Life
Автор(ы): Alexander Smith
Жанр: Триллер
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/The-Full-Cupboard-of-Life-160195.html
The fifth book in the No 1 Ladies Detective agency series, 2003
This book is for Soula Ross andVicky Taylor
CHAPTER ONE
A GREAT SADNESS AMONG THE CARS OF BOTSWANAPRECIOUS RAMOTSWE was sitting at her desk at the No. 1 Ladies’ Detective Agency in Gaborone. From where she sat she could gaze out of the window, out beyond the acacia trees, over the grass and the scrub bush, to the hills in their blue haze of heat. It was such a noble country, and so wide, stretching for mile upon mile to brown horizons at the very edge of Africa. It was late summer, and there had been good rains that year. This was important, as good rains meant productive fields, and productive fields meant large, ripened pumpkins of the sort that traditionally built ladies like Mma Ramotswe so enjoyed eating. The yellow flesh of a pumpkin or a squash, boiled and then softened with a lump of butter (if one’s budget stretched to that), was one of God’s greatest gifts to Botswana. And it tasted so good, t
Название книги: The Full Cupboard of Life
Автор(ы): Alexander Smith
Жанр: Триллер
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/The-Full-Cupboard-of-Life-160195.html
The fifth book in the No 1 Ladies Detective agency series, 2003
This book is for Soula Ross andVicky Taylor
CHAPTER ONE
A GREAT SADNESS AMONG THE CARS OF BOTSWANAPRECIOUS RAMOTSWE was sitting at her desk at the No. 1 Ladies’ Detective Agency in Gaborone. From where she sat she could gaze out of the window, out beyond the acacia trees, over the grass and the scrub bush, to the hills in their blue haze of heat. It was such a noble country, and so wide, stretching for mile upon mile to brown horizons at the very edge of Africa. It was late summer, and there had been good rains that year. This was important, as good rains meant productive fields, and productive fields meant large, ripened pumpkins of the sort that traditionally built ladies like Mma Ramotswe so enjoyed eating. The yellow flesh of a pumpkin or a squash, boiled and then softened with a lump of butter (if one’s budget stretched to that), was one of God’s greatest gifts to Botswana. And it tasted so good, t
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