Kowloon Tong
“It was like the leftover derangement of a dream, as when he woke up flustered, in damp pajamas, with a taste of glue in his mouth, troubled by nameless blame. He had stolen something, he had broken something, he had given offense, he was hideously late. Blunders filled all his dreams. From the ferry rail he saw a flimsy plastic bag ballooned and floating just beneath the water's surface with a sodden length of rope attached to it. He wondered if it would snag on the ferry screws. Nearby a shoe ...bobbed upside down, as though marking a drowning.
At breakfast his mother had said, "What's wrong?" and that had only made it worse, because he suspected that something was seriously wrong, but he could not say what.
"See you letter," he heard. It was a child's voice.
A man and woman sat in chairs by the rail with their small child between them.
"See you later," the man said.
"See you letter," the child repeated.
"And how are you?" the woman pronounced.
"And how are you?" The child was excited, his voice was shrill.MoreLess
At breakfast his mother had said, "What's wrong?" and that had only made it worse, because he suspected that something was seriously wrong, but he could not say what.
"See you letter," he heard. It was a child's voice.
A man and woman sat in chairs by the rail with their small child between them.
"See you later," the man said.
"See you letter," the child repeated.
"And how are you?" the woman pronounced.
"And how are you?" The child was excited, his voice was shrill.MoreLess
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