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His look had disturbed her, there was something inside him that she couldn't handle. For as long as she could remember, she had been afraid of nothing. Neither the bullies, nor the infamous narrow city streets. But this was something beyond her powers. She knew that trying to stay close to him would be like trying to tame a raging fire. The impending doom seemed certain but that was what fascinated her.
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2023
The Guilt of Remoteness
Brief Sensation
Jeremy McHarry
The Guilt of Remoteness / 4th of series: Brief Sensation / By Jeremy McHarry
Published 2023 by Bentockiz
e-book Imprint: Calkden Norsh
e-book Registration: Stockholm, Sweden
e-book ISBN: 9789198826685
e-book editing: Athens, Greece
Cover Images created via AI art generators
Title Page
Introduction
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Through books we come into contact with everything important that has happened in the past, analyzing also current events and putting our thoughts together to predict the future. The book is a window to the world, acquiring valuable knowledge and sparking our vivid imagination. It is a means of entertainment and is generally seen as a best friend, or as a slave that carries together all valuable information for us. The book is a friend who stays together without demands, a friend you call upon at every moment and abandon when you want.
It accompanies us in the hours of boredom and loneliness, while at the same time it entertains us. In general, a book does not ask anything from us, while it waits patiently on a dusty shelf to give us its information, to get us out of dead ends and to travel us to magical worlds.
This may be the travel mission of our books. Abstract narration, weird or unconscious thoughts difficult to be understood, but always genuine and full of life experiences, these are stories of life that can’t be overlooked easily.
This may be the start of something amazing!
Allan walked towards the front door with Stuart close behind, unexpectedly the door opened, which took the two men by complete surprise. ‘Mr Davidson and Mr McKennzie please come in’ said the young aid that spoke surprisingly good English which indicated he was western educated. ‘Ibu Megawati is busy at the moment but will be with you shortly. Please wait in here’ and led them into an anteroom then gestured towards a seat.
The two Australians sat on a long cane lounge, which allowed Stuart to look around with his eyes settling on a large portrait of Sukarno. It was Megawati’s father the first President of Indonesia and was clearly one of those tasteless heroic depictions of a man, a leader at the height of his power.
Allan saw Stuart’s interest in the painting and leant over to whisper after the aid had left the room. ‘It’s going to be a long wait. Megawati’s notorious for never being on time. I lucked out last year with an interview and had to wait for over five mind-numbing hours and spent the day drinking bladder-bursting cups of green tea.Be careful on how much you drink.’
‘What could she be doing that’s so important’ whispered Stuart.
‘Having her hair done or a bath, you know something of that nature.’
Stuart disbelieved his last snide remark and returned him a sceptical glance.
‘I’m serious!’ replied the upbeat Australian journalist who knew every journalist at the Zigolini bar would be cursing his name after they heard he had landed an interview with Megawati.
After the second hour when the small talk had finally dried up Stuart turned his thoughts to what made Megawati the leading opposition figure in Indonesian. Constantly dismissing many of his ideas as to what made a leader with most not applying to her. Finally he settled on the name. Family Asian names were political assets that had proven their worth time and time again. Pakistan’s Benazir Bhutto and India’s Indira Gandhi used their name to great advantage to sway the will of the people to follow them in their march to power. Megawati was clearly the country’s most popular opposition figure but why, what made her head and shoulders above the rest; from what Stuart had seen so far it had been an accident of birth that gave her the family name. Stuart shook his head and thought it has to be more than that, and hoped this interview would hopefully answer many of his questions. He glanced at Sukarno’s portrait again and thought Suharto miscalculated, he had let her live. Now she’s the rally point for every opposition party on this archipelago and probably the key to his demise. I bet the old man kicks himself every morning for that little oversight. Though the question is how long before he corrects that blunder.