Swimming Lessons By Claire Fuller
Prologue: Gil Coleman looked down from the first-floor window of the bookshop and saw his dead wife standing on the pavement below. He had been amongst the shelves all afternoon, thumbing through the second-hand books from front to back, pausing at folded-over corners, or where the text had been underlined, flicking through the pages to persuade them to offer up what might be hiding between the leaves. The cup of tea that Viv had brought for him had cooled, forgotten on the window seat. At about three o’clock he had picked up Who Was Changed and Who Was Dead, a book he recognized and thought he might already own. It had fallen open, and there, tucked between the pages, he had been surprised to see a folded sheet of thin yellow paper with faint blue lines.
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Swimming Lessons By Claire Fuller
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