ABSTRACT
Waraporn dragged her useless legs across the floor to change the channel on the television. This was how she spent much of her time now, squatting on the bare floor of her aunt's wooden shack, staring at the box. She had been there since she left hospital in April 1988, the victim of a violent attack by her former employer. They had done a bone graft to mend the neck he had shattered with a broom handle, but the operation had been only partially successful, leaving her semi-paralysed.
