AS we grow up we often repeat, as a kind of consolation, I suppose, that saying that we all have a child inside us. A child that was eaten up by this big and bitter body that the mirror now shows us each time we cautiously consult it: "mirror, mirror, on the wall...". But we are well aware that it's much better to be that child on the outside than to carry it within us; that is, to be the child. The protagonist of "The Runner In The Clouds" is one. He's a child and, as such, he observes and feels and narrates the things that happen around him. Or at least that's what he's tried to do, as the author of the book. The action takes place over a weekend, one of the many weekends of competition for fans of fun runs. Situations and scenarios are seen through the childish but insightful eyes of the protagonist.