Extracts

“Once you get past Pokhara it’s a dead end unless you’re travelling with crampons and a team of sherpas.”
“Agreed. Perhaps he went up on a sightseeing trip.”
At least he’s got a sense of humour, thought the doctor. Could the boy have been going to meet someone? But if you were planning a trip up a mountain, surely you would wear a jacket of some sort.
Her experience of kitchens was strictly limited to designing them and they were usually so minimalistic that you’d be lucky to make a piece of toast in them.
At that moment, the plane lifted into the air and they both had to look out of the window until they were sure they were not going to crash land on top of Hounslow.
It looked like he was going to end up getting to know Scott pretty well and he hoped he could cope with all the bonhomie.
Despite their attempts to blend in with the locals with their baggy cotton trousers, layered scarves, battered Indian cloth bags and unkempt appearance, you could always spot them a mile off. It was a style of dress all of its own—they didn’t seem to notice that Indian women would never dream of going out looking such a fright.
If you’re not careful you accept a glass of mint tea—no obligation, of course—and before you know it, a bevy of gap-toothed Uzbeks has herded you into a darkened room piled high with carpets and every single one is being unfurled with a flap and a flourish. Come on, guys. Do I look like someone in the market for a carpet?
He doesn’t want to have to explain what he’s doing here. He’s not sure himself.
Emma stared at the tidy fillets on her plate, grateful that she was not going to be expected to wrestle with anything as tiresome as a fish on the bone.
Richard shrugged dismissively as if he had merely run out of petrol rather than saved a life, had his heart broken several times over and then been left as a single parent.
Emma wondered whether she would ever want to change the world. She hadn’t even managed to leave home yet.
He was unnerved by the presence of armed police looking like urban soldiers in their camouflage uniforms. Not very Heathrow.
