A Good Scent from a Strange Mountain
Open Arms His face turned to me now, and I could not draw a breath. I thought for a moment that my...
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Pebbles
When he was ten years old, Jeremy was walking along the main road, with his friend Benedict, out...
Walden
It is never too late to give up our prejudices. No way of thinking or doing, however ancient, can...
The Sound and the Fury
The car stopped, started, stopped again. Below the window I watched the crowns of people’s...
Pastoralia
This morning is the morning I empty our Human Refuse bags and the trash bags and the bag from the...
The God Of Small Things
“Will you stop that!” Ammu said, so loudly that Murlidharan, who had hopped off the milestone to...
