Contents (54)
- The Hour Before Dawn
- Table of Contents
- PROLOGUE
- ONE
- TWO
- THREE
- FOUR
- FIVE
- SIX
- SEVEN
- EIGHT
- NINE
- TEN
- ELEVEN
- TWELVE
- THIRTEEN
- FOURTEEN
- FIFTEEN
- SIXTEEN
- SEVENTEEN
- EIGHTEEN
- NINETEEN
- TWENTY
- TWENTY-ONE
- TWENTY-TWO
- TWENTY-THREE
- TWENTY-FOUR
- TWENTY-FIVE
- TWENTY-SIX
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- TWENTY-EIGHT
- TWENTY-NINE
- THIRTY
- THIRTY-ONE
- THIRTY-TWO
- THIRTY-THREE
- THIRTY-FOUR
- THIRTY-FIVE
- THIRTY-SIX
- THIRTY-SEVEN
- THIRTY-EIGHT
- THIRTY-NINE
- FORTY
- FORTY-ONE
- FORTY-TWO
- FORTY-THREE
- FORTY-FOUR
- EPILOGUE
- ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
- About the Author
- THE HOUR BEFORE DAWN
- By the same author
- Copyright
- About the Publisher
He leans against a tree to steady himself. Raises his hand. Opens his mouth. The shot rings out and lifts the crows from the treetops. The dogs race back from the shadows to the body lying in the bracken and stay with him all night until Beattie comes looking for him.
A story started long ago, finally ends. At the other side of the world, in a garden with no straight lines or angles, just the wild curves of land and blue sea and sky, a child is being laid to rest and another life is just beginning.
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
I am indebted to Taschen GmbH Publishers for allowing me to quote from Harry Rand’s book Hundertwasser.
I had not heard of Hundertwasser, architect and painter, before a visit to New Zealand in 2003. I became fascinated by his unusual buildings and ecological paintings. One painting, The Garden of the Happy Dead caught my imagination and so my book was born. A note on this painting is at the back of the book.
The New Zealand garden at the end of the book was inspired by the remote and beautiful garden belonging to (my son) James and his wife Susannah, an amazingly creative and resourceful horticulturist who, in true pioneer fashion are hacking and taming wilderness into a place of spectacular beauty.
I am very grateful to my two taxi drivers, Sebastian, (Christian) and Anwall (Muslim) in Port Dickson. They entered enthusiastically into my search for a past I would never have found on my own, for it hardly exists anymore, unless you look hard.
For purposes of this novel I have taken a few small geographical liberties with Port Dickson. The old rest houses, as they were, are gone and in their place stand modern red tiled, pagoda roofed houses. The lonely atmospheric road to Tanjung Tuan Lighthouse is now surfaced, but still lies through the jungle full of monkeys and strange birds and still brought me out in goose bumps. The steps from the beach have disappeared or perhaps they only existed in memory. The half moon curve of beach with spider crabs remains, but the sea is not as blue as I remember.
Despite seeing the west coast of Malaysia as it is now, in 2005, it remains the same as ever it was behind my eyelids. That place, that time.
About the Author
THE HOUR BEFORE DAWN
Sara MacDonald was born in Yorkshire and travelled extensively as a forces child. She attended drama school in London and worked in television and theatre before she married, living abroad for many years before moving to Cornwall with her two sons.
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