“leaves were like lace, criss-crossing blackly over tangles of dead branches. I” — Kiran Millwood Hargrave Copy Share Image
“The threads of problems dangled in front of me, and I tried to think of a way to weave them into a solution. I” — Kiran Millwood Hargrave Copy Share Image
“overgrown fields, obviously abandoned. We must be getting close to the next village, which was just as well. The sun was approaching the horizon,… — Kiran Millwood Hargrave Copy Share Image
“India is a place where colour is doubly bright. Pinks that scald your eyes, blues you could drown in.” — Kiran Millwood Hargrave Copy Share Image
“leaves were like lace, criss-crossing blackly over tangles of dead branches. I” — Kiran Millwood Hargrave Copy Share Image
