Noriko steps onto the pavement, clutching her suitcase, noticing for the first time that her mother doesn’t have any luggage. Do not resist,” Noriko Kamiza’s mother tells her when she stops their car across the street from an imposing walled estate in Kyoto. I inhaled FIFTY WORDS FOR RAIN (Dutton, 464 pp., $26) in one day I had no choice. Luckily, novels like Asha Lemmie’s propulsive debut allow me to experience the high of the endurance athlete - consumed by a far-flung odyssey, coming up only for a sip of water (or leftover potato salad). As a couch potato in a family of long-distance cyclists, I’ve always been envious of the red-faced exhilaration of a loved one returning from a workout.
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