Tag: father

Capital

It wouldn’t be true to say that Roger saw the funny side, or had glimpses of perspective, or...

French Exit

Malcolm was yet in his suite. He was speaking to Susan on the phone. “Let’s eat food, for lunch,”...

Homegoing

In the other room, Beulah started whimpering in her sleep. The child had night terrors. They came...

Alias Grace

My mother and Aunt Pauline were a dead clergyman’s daughters – a Methodist, he was – and it was...

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