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‘ “Are you Priya?” Aruni asks. But it is only Si­mon sit­ting in the old rat­tan chair. He looks up star­tled. The girl seems to have ap­peared from nowhere, flung on to the beach like a co­conut desul­to­rily husked by the sea. In the half-light of day­break, his world is foggy, shadow edged. He wipes his eyes and fum­bles for his spec­ta­cles ly­ing on the sand. She bends down, grabs the spec­ta­cles and hands them to him. Si­mon squints up into her face through the lenses that she has care­lessly touched and blurred. He wipes them on his towel, and sees her more clearly now. He frowns, stretches out his hand as if to touch a dream. But there are only voices.’

TUR­TLE NEST (2003)

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