Last Train to Istanbul

by Ayşe Kulin

“Love is like a flame; it burns itself out eventually,”

opportunity to be alone with or talk to for any length of time was Sabiha. He’d had no problems conversing

The adagio…It was as though the bow was playing the notes on their heartstrings, not the violin. As the bow wandered through the chords of the violin, it seemed to relate the sad stories of those on board. It was expressing their fear, degradation, exclusion, separation, longing, and pain.

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