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It was Sunday morning. Nicky andI were just finishing our shopping. 'Let me
see. Nicky said. "We have been to the supermarket, the baker's and the
greengrocer's
I looked at my list. "I just need a couple of things from the chemist's," I told her.
"All right," Nicky said. "While you are doing that, I'll just go around to the
bookstore and pick a book for myself."
We arranged to meet at a cafe in a quarter of an hour. I arrived first. When
Nicky came in, she looked quite excited.
"Did you find your book, then?" I asked as she sat down.
"Yes," Nicky said.
"Something special?" I asked. I was curious because Nicky was not a great
reader, except for newspapers and magazines. She sometimes borrowed books,
but she rarely bought them.
"Well, yes," Nicky admitted.
"What's all the mystery?" I asked. "Tell me about it!""It isn't exactly a mystery, Kay," Nicky began. I waited for her to go on. "Well do
you remember that woman who used to live opposite the church- Miss Hunter?"
"The one who used to wear funny clothes and had a large dog? Wasn't she an
artist?"
Is that the lot"
"Well, yes," Nicky said. "She did paint- but only as a hobby. As a matter of
fact, she was a writer- and I have just bought her latest book!" Nicky took the
book out of her bag and passed it across the table. The title was 'Death comes to
the village'.
"A detective story," I said. "Hey, do you think we are in it?"
"I'm pretty sure I am," Nicky said, looking rather pleased with herself. "You see
Miss Hunter and I were quite good friends and she often said she was going to
put me into her next book!"
"Shall we have a look?" I asked. But Nicky picked the book up and put it in herbag, "I'd like to read it first," she said. "But I will lend it to you, of course, once I
finish reading.."
Some time passed after our meeting in the cafe and I heard nothing from Nicky.
Once I saw her across the street and tried to get her attention, but she avoidedlooking up, and pretended that she hadn't heard me calling out to her and tried
to lose herself in the crowd of shoppers walking the streets. I decided to ring her
up and ask her about the book. "Oh that!" she muttered.
"You don't sound very pleased," I said. "Weren't you in the book after all?"
"Yes," Nicky said. "I'm in the book all right! But who do you think I am? I'm the
village postwoman! I pass on all the gossip in the village! I even open letters
sometimes! I'm the most unpleasant woman in the whole book! That woman is
no friend of mine. I can tell you!"


In not more than 50 words relate what thought excited Nicky about the
book and how it turned into a big disappointment, later in the story.



write preci on the upper paragraph


please
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