by Helen Harris
A year went by, another, bland years. It would be wrong to pretend that Sarah’s whole life was ruined by her adventure; that she sat frigidly in the Indian Art department of the museum, cherishing the secret explanation for her expert knowledge of Mithuna erotic sculptures. Or that the taste she had had of brown skin stopped her from ever enjoying pink. Within five years Sarah Livingstone was married. But not one of her children’s names would begin with R. In fact, it was Ravi who called his first daughter Sarla and rejoiced that her skin was so fair.
About the Author
For the last ten years Helen Harris has lived in London, writing short stories and working first as a translator and a tourist information officer, and then as a freelance magazine researcher. She has travelled very widely, including India and the Middle East.
Playing Fields in Winter, her first novel, won the Author’s Club First Novel award and was short-listed for the Betty Trask Award. Her short stories have appeared in a great many magazines and anthologies, including Punch and the Penguin Firebird collection.
Copyright
This ebook published in Great Britain by
Halban Publishers Ltd.
22 Golden Square
London W1F 9JW
2014
www.halbanpublishers.com
First published in Great Britain in 1986 by
Century Hutchinson Ltd.
All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form, or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise, without the prior permission of the Publishers.
A CIP catalogue record for this book is available from the British Library.
ISBN 978–1–905559–75–6
Copyright © 1986 by Helen Harris
Helen Harris has asserted her right under the Copyright, Design and Patents Act,1988 to be identified as the author of this work.
