“I looked out of the window, but all I could see was an expanse of cloud. I remembered the first time I had made this journey, running onto the plane bound for Venice in a bid to escape my past. I had thought that by starting afresh, in another country, I would be able to forget about everything that had happened to me. I would lose myself in writing and escape into a magical, imaginary world. Little did I realize then that the book I would ultimately write would be rather different from the one... I had intended. But don’t they say that all the best writers always create something that, despite their careful planning and preparation, ultimately develops a life of its own?I was ready to present Crace with the truth. I would lay out all the evidence in front of him. I couldn’t see how he could possibly argue with me. I would tell him everything I knew about his past, all the details about his inspiration for The Debating Society, how he had abused those boys at Winterborne Abbey and how he had taken Chris’s life—both literally and figuratively.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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