![]() ![]() She couldn't sing like a bird or play an instrument, she couldn't do tricks and knew no magic either. ![]() ![]() In a word, she is different!īut despite being different, or perhaps precisely because of it, Momo becomes indispensable to the people in the neighbourhood. Small and thin, with an unruly mop of jet-black hair that looked as if it had never seen a comb or a pair of scissors, she is most always barefoot and wears an ankle-length dress that's more like a mass of patches of different colours and over it, a too big for her man's jacket with the sleeves turned up at the wrists. Momo, is a ragged little waif, who had set up house beneath the stage of an old ruined amphitheatre. And boy am I glad I read it! Because it was so lovely and charming!!! Fabulous! I didn't even know this book existed till Anni recommended it. Anni's pick for my "Tell me your favorite standalone and I'll read it" BINGO ![]()
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