The Distant Affair
Chapter One Nitin Sharma’s hands were slick with the cold, dark water of the backwater, the lotus stem crushing between his fingers as he waded against the current. The gale had rearranged the harbor, sending the mail boat’s two blasts echoing off the bamboo hills that swallowed sound, a physical fact that cut through the damp air. He was twelve, and the weight of the letter in his tunic felt...
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