Damned If I Do
Warm and Nicely Buried "Mrs. Marotta, Jose is gone." The woman took Fragua's hand and patted it as if consoling him. "Yes, my son is dead." She assured him that her feet were planted firmly on real ground. "Mrs. Marotta, I don't know how to tell you this. I'm really...
Time Shelter
At one point they tried to calculate when time began, when exactly the earth had been created. In the mid–seventeenth century, the Irish bishop Ussher calculated not only the exact year, but also a starting date: October 22, 4,004 years before Christ. It was a...
Four Thousand Weeks
You only ever get to feel certain about the future once it’s already turned into the past. Likewise, and despite everything I’ve been saying, nobody ever really gets four thousand weeks in which to live - not only because you might end up with fewer than that, but...
Bewilderment
Over the run of eighty minutes, I tried to convey to a coven of twenty-one-year-olds with a wide spectrum of intellectual abilities just how absurd it was for everything to spring up out of nothing. The alignment of favorable circumstances for the emergence of...
Sisters
The house burbles around us. The water chokes out of the tap. She doesn’t catch our eyes. She washes and then passes things to me and I dry them and then give them to September to put in the cupboard. I want to tell Mum how we’re sorry, really sorry, about what...