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Bettie's Books

A Stuga On the Cusp of the Orust Riviera, tucked away next to a hobbit hole in the woods.

Wash This Blood Clean from My Hand - Fred Vargas Prompted to search this out from my Mount TBR by Carey! I'll start it as soon as I finish the breathtakingly good The Dream of ScipioLeaning his shoulder against the dark basement wall, Jean-Baptiste Adamsberg stood contemplating the enormous central heating boiler which had suddenly stopped working two days before.