For sheer charm, it's hard to beat Alexander McCall Smith's delightful series of novels about the #1 Ladies Detective Agency in Gaborone, Botswana. (If you know where Botswana is, much less anything else about it, go to the head of the class.) The 18th entry in this ongoing series is a case in point. In The House of Unexpected Sisters, McCall Smith outdoes himself. The novel is a gem.
The House of Unexpected Sisters features the whole cast of characters that fans of the series have grown to love: the surpassingly wise Mma Precious Ramotswe, founder of the agency; her annoying assistant, Mma Grace Makutsi; her dutiful husband, Mr. J. L. B. Matekoni, owner of the Tlokweng Road Speedy Motors repair shop; the mousy Mr. Polopetsi; and the randy apprentice mechanic, Charlie. In the 18th novel in a series, a reader might expect these characters to come across as stale, trapped in stereotypes. But that's not the case at all. Every one of them will surprise.
The #1 Ladies Detective Agency books are nominally detective novels. But only nominally. The cases Mma Ramotswe and her colleagues take on are rarely crimes in a traditional sense. Here, for example, is how Mma Ramotswe views the successful resolution of a case she has investigated: "that all those concerned had been persuaded to see reason. that, she felt, was the key to the solution of any problem: you did not look for a winner who would take everything; you found a way of allowing people to save face; you found a way of healing rather than imposing."
In The House of Unexpected Sisters, the ladies investigate the allegedly unfair firing of a saleswoman at an office furniture warehouse. This case proves to be far more complicated than any reader might reasonably expect. Meanwhile, Mma Ramotswe is forced to grapple with the sudden, unexpected appearance of a woman who shares her surname and may be a sister she never knew she had.
The dialogue, especially that involving Mma Makutsi, is frequently priceless. Here she is discussing short skirts with Mma Ramotswe: "Men know that women have legs—that is one of the things that they learn at an early age. So why do you have to show them that you have legs when they are already well aware of that?"
McCall Smith's series is a paean to Botswana, where he lived for at least a decade while teaching at the University of Botswana law school. Here is Mma Ramotswe musing about death: "the thought was always present that although we might be going, the things and places we loved would still be there. So it must be a consolation to know that there would still be Botswana; that there would still be a sun that would rise over the acacia trees like a great red ball and would set over the Kalahari in a sweep of copper and gold; that there would still be the smell of wood fires in the evening and the sound of the cattle making their slow way home, their gentle bells marking their return to the safety of their enclosure. All these things must make leaving this world less painful."
McCall Smith discusses his writing career in a fascinating interview with the The National, published in the United Arab Emirates. The author claims he writes 1,000 words an hour in a "dissociated state" and rarely, if ever, has to edit his work. The proof that he truly does write so fast lies in his staggering productivity. The 18 novels of the Ladies Detective Agency series join several dozen more works of fiction for adults, an almost equally large number of books for young adults, and a slew of academic texts in medicine and the law. McCall Smith is a world-renowned expert on medical law and bioethics.