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I laughed too; the prospect of Lali showing no mercy was laughable. I didn't see
the Ponnans that morning as I was already late for school. But when I visited
them with Lali the following weekend, they were already packed and ready to
to know what she thought about her reception. 'What, for your sake?' 'Yes.' 'Oh no.
She likes me for myself,' Lali said matter-of-factly. 'What's more, I think she likes
me for you. That surprised you, didn't it?' She laughed and dishevelled my hair.
'Master,' the tall, swarthy man accosted me in Sinhala, 'give us a cigarette.' 'I don't
smoke,' I replied, also in Sinhala. 'Give me a light, then,' the man said, taking out
a packet of beedi and staring brazenly at Lali whose blouse had come undone ...
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First published in Britain, a novel that movingly details how three generations of idealists try to find meaning and purpose as their country, Sri Lanka, becomes another killing field. The author ... Read full review