Dunross came out onto the Peak Road fast, heading for home…On a sudden impulse he changed direction and pulled up at the Peak lookout and stood at the rail alone.
Hong Kong was a sea of lights. Over in Kowloon another jet took off from the floodlit runway. A few stars came through the high clouds.
“Christ, it’s so good to be alive.” he said
There was no stopping to look at jets taking off from floodlit runway’s, but today was a good day that I felt like Ian Dunross, the protagonist of James Clavell’s Noble House.
I Thank the Lord for Day’s like these. Days that I feel that my burden is lifted.