The Promise Paul Tremelling unopened for decades

unopened for decades

You are what you eat

No one worries that an eagle will fly too far and not come home-a fact Axel wishes his mother understood

but after dinner with an old flame wakes up with no memory of the past 12 hours

from Marx's coat to Madame X's gown

The Promise Paul Tremelling unopened for decadesAbout The Promise by Damon Galgut SHES SITTING IN THE SPOT SHE LIKES, between the rocks, at the bottom of the burnt tree. Where I was when the lightning struck, where I nearly died. Pow, white fire dropping out of the sky. As if God pointed at you, Pa says, but how would he know, he wasnt here when it happened. The wrath of the Lord is like an avenging flame. But I didnt burn, not like the tree. Except for my feet. In hospital two months, recovering.