
Inside is Nao’s diary, written in purple ink. But Proust’s book is no more than a cover. It contains, it appears, a copy of Proust’s “In Search of Lost Time” and a broken watch, along with some letters.

Many months later, after Japan’s devastating earthquake and tsunami, a Japanese-American novelist named Ruth, living on an island off the coast of British Columbia, finds a barnacle-encrusted freezer bag washed up on the beach. She is, she declares, a “time being,” with all the ambiguity that phrase implies. Nao, a 16-year-old schoolgirl, is in a cafe in Tokyo, writing in her diary.
