"Karin Slaughter - [Grant County 03] - A Faint Cold Fear" - читать интересную книгу автора (Slaughter Karin)

"Well, you am what you am, as Popeye would
say." Tessa made a great show of scraping her
plastic spoon around the cardboard cup as she
wiped it clean. She sighed heavily, as if her
day had just taken a turn for the worse. "Can I have
the rest of yours?"
"No."
"I'm pregnant!" Tessa squeaked.
"That's not my fault."
Tessa went back to scraping her cup.
To add to the annoyance, she started scratching the
bottom of her foot on the dashboard's burled
wood inlay.
A full minute passed before Sara felt an
older sister's guilt hit her like a
sledgehammer. She tried to fight it by eating more
ice cream, but it stuck in her throat.
"Here, you big baby." Sara handed over her
cup.
"Thank you," Tessa answered sweetly.
"Maybe we can get some more for later?" she
suggested. "Only, can you go back in and get it?
I don't want them to think I'm a pig, and"--
she smiled sweetly, batting her eyelids--
"I might have ticked off the kid behind the counter."
"I can't imagine how."
Tessa blinked innocently. "Some people are just
sensitive."
Sara opened the door, glad for a reason 9
to get out of the car. She was three feet away when
Tessa rolled down the window.
"I know," Sara said. "Extra chocolate."
"Yeah, but hold up." Tessa paused
to lick ice cream off the side of her cell
phone before she handed it out the window. "It's
Jeffrey."

Sara pulled up onto a gravel embankment
between a police cruiser and Jeffrey's car,
frowning as she heard stones kicking up against the
side of her car. The only reason Sara had
traded in her two-seater convertible for the larger
model was to accommodate a child's car seat. Between
Tessa and the elements, the Bmw was going to be
trashed before the baby came.
"This it?" Tessa asked.
"Yep." Sara yanked up the parking brake and
looked out at the dry river basin in front of
them. Georgia had been suffering from a drought
since the mid-1990's, and the huge river that had