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Death

in Cala Blanca

“Time and the bell have buried the day.

 The black cloud carries the sun away.”

                       T.S Elliot Four Quartets

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Just I. Sellés

Photo by Just I. Sellés

PROLOGUE

Thursday 26 June 2008

21.30 
It was the sight of the long hair – streaming sideways in the water, just below the inky surface of the sea – which drew the attention of the German partygoers. The group had moved across from the wide, main beach to the left side of the bay where small coves, now in deep shadow, indented the steep sides of the cliff. Although the main beach, Cala Blanca, was made of small pebbles, and the only sand was right on the edge of the water, it was very popular with families. It was south-east facing, and kept the sun longer than the smaller but sandier collection of east-facing coves. 

The German group, in their early forties and very fit, had talked about swimming naked... 

The discovery of a dead woman floating in a cove in a small Spanish seaside town draws Ana López Garcia into the world of her husband’s expatriate friends. As Ana becomes an indispensable interpreter of both the Spanish language and Spanish customs she learns that these people, intimidating at first, have hidden stories of past sadness and violence that they are desperate to keep buried.

Secrets and Lies in Cala Blanca

“Had they deceived us or deceived themselves, the quiet-   voiced elders, bequeathing us merely a receipt for deceit?

T.S.Eliot, Four Quartets

PROLOGUE

October 2010

The female gull first notices the man emerging from the sea. It is early morning and the pair of gulls are flying low, searching for fish, wheeling and turning, skimming the edge of the sea, staying close to the base of the cliffs which are the land’s end here.  In October, close to the autumn equinox, change is on the way, heralding a different rhythm to life on the south-east coast of Spain. For humans,  the warmth of the midday sun and the calm, limpid blue of the sea still say summer but those beings... 

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