He looked the boy over with interest. He paused at the bamboo curtain of her room, which was in semi-darkness. She fell with a plop onto her rear end in the mud and sat dumbly like a statue, water eddying around her. He had grabbed a tiny remote control and flew the thing around the table, landing it there and turning it off. To escape one phase of loneliness she had plunged into another, so vast that her courage sometimes faltered.
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