The sun pours a fine golden mist into the Bheri Valley, warming my back as I climb the trail through rhododendron wood and shining oak. A boy in a sky-colored cap overtakes me and is gone, leaving a strange shadow in the air. He makes me shiver; I don’t want him to look back. I never had a sky-blue cap, I never saw his face, yet this boy who vanishes into the trees is the same as me. The
