
I stared at the ceiling and thought that each of us has our own unshakable, fundamental truths that we cherish and from which all other thoughts and emotions derive. My own truths were passionless and simple: that this world is cruel and predatory, that human greed and selfishness are appropriate and, perhaps, even necessary responses – and that redemption is the delusion of fools. I thought I knew Kerryn’s truths as well: despite all she’d been through, she believed this world to be abundant and benevolent, a manifest and shining sanctuary meant to be shared by all its sentient creatures.
I wondered if we were both wrong . . . if we were both right.
Just so happens I am sitting in a downtown cafe with a tropical green tea (seemed fitting) and your novel. An experience I highly recommend 🙂
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Steeped in Soho? Glad you’re enjoying it.
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