The Rain Collector of Kampung Semilir

About this book

Sent to spend the monsoon with a grandaunt she has never met, quiet Sari arrives in Kampung Semilir, a fishing village at the very end of the Terengganu coast road, and learns its impossible secret: the rains here carry what people lift into the sky. Laughter falls in sunshowers. Longing falls thin as thread. In a long windowless house on the headland, her grandaunt Tok Wan Melur, last of the rain collectors, keeps two hundred years of the village's bottled weather. But the village is full of holes. A shopkeeper cannot remember his own brother. An island offshore has lost its name. And in the ninth bay of the rain-house waits a dark jar that must never be poured.