Sojourn (ePub)
(Sprache: Englisch)
What counts as paranoia when people are evidently out to get you? A man summoned to an Asian island resort is drawn more completely with each conversation, each incident, into a collision course with the woman behind the call. Two fundamentally vigilant...
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What counts as paranoia when people are evidently out to get you? A man summoned to an Asian island resort is drawn more completely with each conversation, each incident, into a collision course with the woman behind the call. Two fundamentally vigilant people fashion a conclusion for themselves neither would have chosen and neither seems able to avoid. The setting is Penang, circa 1990, before the beginning of the southwest monsoon season.
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The two on the deck overlooking the beach are declining to talk to each other. The man on the left leans on the railing of the deck and looks out to sea while watching the woman several paces behind him, arms folded over her breast. Occasionally a shower of spray flies up onto the railing and the planks of the deck, but the man refuses to budge. Foam flecks his hair. The woman steps back and looks down at two large spreading wet patches on the toes of her shoes, ballerina blue, though she is clearly no dancer. Anna had asked him to meet her at the resort because she said she had something important to tell him. But when he arrived, someone else was waiting, a woman he'd never met who said that Anna had been delayed. Anna will explain when she gets here, this woman said. Anna's friend had the same name as an unfashionable flower, hence, as far as he was concerned: the flower lady. Really, it was unsatisfactory. Looking out to sea, he thought so repeatedly: unsatisfactory, this is most unsatisfactory, until the sea itself began to seem insufficient. Courtesy required that they dine together. Since they had nothing to talk about, he asked her about herself, a reasonable option with most people. But his arbitrary companion was reluctant to offer anything that led distinctly to anything else. The conversation kept stopping and soon ground to a halt. After ten minutes in her company even an innocent comment about the weather began to seem like an interrogation. . Fortunately they had a seat near the window which offered a view of the hotel grounds at the back and an esplanade on the other side of which lay the ocean, shining under a full moon, without language and innocent of design, as far as anyone knows. At one point, stubbing out a cigarette-he detested people who smoked, it indicated low intelligence-the woman said: 'Anna thinks you bear some responsibility. But I suppose you're aware of that'. But how could he know when no-one had told him anything? Having left an
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important conference in response to an imploring telephone voice, what more could be expected of him? Furthermore, the flower lady squinted like a navvy to keep the smoke from her eyes after lighting up. Is she dreaming, in the next room? Of what? He lay awake listening to rain sheet down off the roof. He imagined details of the dreams of Anna's friend with the name of a flower he couldn't bring himself to say, there being enough absurdity in the world without him adding to it. And whose idea had it been to put them alongside each other with a wall between them? A travesty of intimacy. They skipped breakfast the next day but met for lunch. After watching awhile as the woman brought the ash on her cigarette to a defiance of gravity beyond reason, he said: 'I'll have to leave tomorrow'. She turned to face him, flicking the ash from her cigarette into the half open matchbox which she closed in an extension of the same movement with her ring finger and little finger. 'Why?' 'I've taken time off'. 'You can't leave yet'. 'Would you miss my conversation?' 'Don't be childish. We're not here for that'. 'Why are we here?' 'Anna will explain', the flower lady said, lighting a cigarette. He doesn't see it at all, she thought. He hasn't a clue.
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Contents: Cover / About / Title / Copyright / Disclaimer Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 About the Author / Contacts and Credits / Back Cover
Bibliographische Angaben
- Autor: Robert Lumsden
- 2012, 130 Seiten, Englisch
- Herausgegeben: Jonathan Stephenson
- ISBN-10: 1909047082
- ISBN-13: 9781909047082
- Erscheinungsdatum: 29.10.2012
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