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He moved closer, sidling along the wall of the kitchen. She saw him and quickly
returned to her work. He hurried into the house. He took his bath at the same time
every morning thereafter, and every morning he stood by the banana grove to ...
Without a word she took me into the kitchen and kissed me, on the cheek,
deliberately but reproachfully as though to blame me for not taking the initiative. I
did. I took her in my arms and kissed her, long and tenderly, on her lips. I dwelt on
But the days when he would reach out for the torchlight under his pillow and light
his way into the kitchen, where he lit a fire and waited for his daughter to come
and make that first eye-opening cup of tea, were gone. There was no fire to light ...
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WHEN MEMORY DIESUser Review - Kirkus
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