Now That It's Over<Winner of the 2015 Epigram Books Fiction Prize> During the Christmas holidays in 2004, an earthquake in the Indian Ocean triggers a tsunami that devastates fourteen countries. Two couples from Singapore are vacationing in Phuket when the tsunami strikes. Alternating between the aftermath of the catastrophe and past events that led these characters to that fateful moment, Now That It’s Over weaves a tapestry of causality and regret, and chronicles the physical and emotional wreckage wrought by natural and manmade disasters. |
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... isn't it too late to plan? What about work?” said Wei Xiang, looking up from the newspaper. “And you were in Thailand just last month.” “I'll get someone to cover for me,” she said. For the past four years, Ai Ling had worked as. 1 ...
... isn't it too late to plan? What about work?” said Wei Xiang, looking up from the newspaper. “And you were in Thailand just last month.” “I'll get someone to cover for me,” she said. For the past four years, Ai Ling had worked as. 1 ...
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... heaviness, seeping into every part of you—it is a deeply familiar sensation, from a time long ago. A distant memory surfaces: the death of someone—but whom? Your mind is blank. The curtains are drawn and the lights remain off even 2 ...
... heaviness, seeping into every part of you—it is a deeply familiar sensation, from a time long ago. A distant memory surfaces: the death of someone—but whom? Your mind is blank. The curtains are drawn and the lights remain off even 2 ...
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... someone calling out—the words indistinct. Another two knocks. The shadows hesitate, then move away, footsteps fading down the corridor. You stay very still, close your eyes and wait to fall into the deep well of your dark, swirling ...
... someone calling out—the words indistinct. Another two knocks. The shadows hesitate, then move away, footsteps fading down the corridor. You stay very still, close your eyes and wait to fall into the deep well of your dark, swirling ...
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... someone stepping into the room, and crack my eyelids open to see a figure in silhouette. It approaches the bed and presses a hand to my forehead. Then the hand moves to the back of my head, raising it up. My lips meet the rim of the ...
... someone stepping into the room, and crack my eyelids open to see a figure in silhouette. It approaches the bed and presses a hand to my forehead. Then the hand moves to the back of my head, raising it up. My lips meet the rim of the ...
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... someone she had known back in secondary school, and they dated during their last year in school through their junior college days; for a while, they seemed destined for marriage. At least, it was what Ian had planned, after he settled ...
... someone she had known back in secondary school, and they dated during their last year in school through their junior college days; for a while, they seemed destined for marriage. At least, it was what Ian had planned, after he settled ...
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