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Jasmine had been putting off doing something she considered her duty – going to visit her father’s grave. Before the Japanese invasion she and Mummy had regularly gone to tend it and she was feeling guilty that she hadn’t yet fulfilled her promise to Evie to stop by there every now and again.
Her memories of Douglas Barrington were perhaps filtered through a rose-coloured, childhood lens. To be honest, she had to admit she hadn’t known Daddy all that well. There had always been a distance between them – imposed by him not her. For a start, he’d spent most of his time at Batu Lembah and only weekends with her and Mummy in George Town. He’d always been kind to Jasmine, but it would be stretching things to say he had been affectionate. He wasn’t that type of man. But she had nonetheless
