Daubs of indigo, scarlet and purple broke the pale blue night with the ardor of a county fair at summer’s end. Susan and her guide, Kun Sompan, walked a new route back to the hotel at her request. This might be the last chance to understand the world of the person whose disappearance almost a quarter of a century ago changed her life forever.
She only had a day to explore sprawling Bangkok before heading up north where her mother had fled years before.
–Suzanne Gilbert, Tapioca Fire