12 MOTHERS’ DAYCraig and Lek had discussed the house over the sandwiches and Soom had sat there wide-eyed as she listened to the fortunes they were planning to spend before the parties in August. Craig still had money and investments, but even he was beginning to worry about the huge imbalance between expense and income. He had already lived in Thailand for a year and had earned precisely no money, whereas he had spent a million Baht and there was no end in sight.
Perhaps a little light, the faintest glimmer, at the end of the tunnel, but no clear end. That evening, Lek had arranged for the aerial fitter and the Internet installer to come around and she had asked her uncle for a quote to build a ‘sala’ – a covered area where they could sit and cook. They also arranged for someone to give
