The Madwoman of Thu Duc – Part 4
The road was dry and we made good time. “Your sister told me that you and Robert had a house in Saigon proper. And yet you don’t live there?” asked Etienne. We were waiting for the ferry to take the car across the Dong Ngai river. The long drive would have been a good opportunity […]
The Madwoman of Thu Duc – Part 3
Heraud poured a trickle of water into his third glass of Pernod, took a sip and smirked. “I’ve heard she fucks her houseboy.” For a moment none of the three other men around the table on the terrace of the Hotel Continental said a word. At a nearby table, someone dropped cutlery onto their plate. […]
The Madwoman of Thu Duc – Part 2
I stepped down from the car and walked across the vast glaring expanse of the dock to where he stood. Quan, my chauffeur, followed closely behind with the open parasol. “Dearest Etienne,” I said, as I approached. The shock and hesitation on his face was so startling that, for a moment, I feared I had […]
The Madwoman of Thu Duc – Part 1
That first day I saw him in his dark suit, immaculate in the impossible heat, I knew he would be the death of me, or I the death of him. A droplet of perspiration made its halting, itchy way down my spine, and cooled unnaturally. Some people’s paths are never meant to cross. I knew […]