The Last Dive

The Last Dive

Emma and I met in high school, but we bonded over bubbles and wetsuits years later. After getting our scuba certification together, we made it a tradition to dive once a year at Tenggol Island, off the east coast of Malaysia. Crystal-clear waters, untouched reefs, sea...
Some Roads Remember What Others Forget

Some Roads Remember What Others Forget

Two cars. One couple per car. They were headed to Genting Highlands for a weekend getaway and a wedding the next day. Ramesh and Kok Han, the two guys, worked at the same company. They were supposed to leave Kuala Lumpur right after work, but a client meeting dragged...
The Night at Amber Court

The Night at Amber Court

We weren’t supposed to be there. Amber Court wasn’t on the list of recommended hotels, or even on the list of tolerable ones. But it was a corporate event weekend in Genting Highlands, and the usual spots were fully booked. Matt, our boss, refused to commute up and...
The Backseat Passenger

The Backseat Passenger

One day, in the hazy orange of an early evening, I was helping my mom water the plants outside our gate when I noticed my brother in the distance, pushing his bicycle home instead of riding it. His head was lowered, and he dragged the bike with one hand while the...