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Anish didn't answer. He just looked out at the city, at the scattered lights blinking in the dark valley like fallen stars. He thought of his mother’s hearth. He thought of the sel roti seller, who would be home now, asleep. He thought of the frozen pass, and the baby with the runny nose, and the indifferent peaks.

The eastern sky began to pale, not with the gold of summer, but with a hard, pale lemon light. The first rays hit the peak of Langtang Lirung, turning it pink for a single, breathtaking minute. Then the sun flooded the valley, and the frost on the hospital’s tin roof began to weep. winter season in nepal

Anish finished his shift. He walked out into the morning, the air still sharp as broken glass. The sel roti cart was back. He bought two more, one for his breakfast, one for the shivering trekking guide who was finally sleeping in the emergency room. Anish didn't answer