The Wistful Dinner
Chapter One The Punjab canal colonies stretch out like a grid of wet earth, where the water rises to meet the sky and the trucks idle in long, rusted lines. It is a place of boom and remittance, of oil money bleeding into brick and mortar, and the air tastes of diesel and damp. Sunita Pillai stands in the gilded hall of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, her shoes sinking slightly into the thick...
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