Название | The Ritual Bath |
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Автор произведения | Faye Kellerman |
Жанр | Полицейские детективы |
Серия | |
Издательство | Полицейские детективы |
Год выпуска | 0 |
isbn | 9780008293536 |
The Ritual Bath
Faye Kellerman
Published by HarperCollinsPublishers Ltd
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First published in the United States by William Morrow, an imprint of HarperCollinsPublishers, 1986
This ebook edition published by HarperCollinsPublishers 2019
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Ebook Edition © March 2019 ISBN: 9780008293536
Version: 2018-11-05
For Jonathan. Ani l’dodi
And for the munchkins:
Jesse, Rachel, and Ilana.
Contents
Copyright
Dedication
“The key to a good potato kugel is good potatoes,” Sarah Libba shouted over the noise of the blow dryer. “The key to a great potato kugel is the amount of oil. You have to use just enough oil to make the batter moist, plus a little excess to leak out around the cake pan and fry the edges to make the whole thing nice and crisp without being too greasy.”
Rina nodded and folded a towel. If anyone would know how to cook a potato kugel, it was Sarah Libba. The woman could roast a shoe and turn it into a delicacy. But tonight Rina was too fatigued to listen with a full ear. It was already close to ten o’clock, and she still had to clean the mikvah, then grade thirty papers.
It had been a busy evening because of the bride. A lot of to-do, hand-holding, and explaining. The young girl had been very nervous, but who wouldn’t be about marriage? Rivki was barely seventeen with little knowledge of the world around her. Sheltered and exquisitely shy, she’d gotten engaged to Baruch after three dates. But Rina thought it was a good match. Baruch was a good student and kind and very patient. He’d never once lost his temper while teaching Shmuel how to ride a two-wheeler. He’d