Departure[s]

Departure[s]

The other day, I discovered an alarming possibility. No, worse: an alarming fact. I have an old friend, a consultant radiologist, who for years has been sending me clippings from the British Medical Journal. She knows that my interest tends towards the ghoulish and...
Going Solo

Going Solo

‘I saw Major Griffiths and his wife running round the deck naked the other morning,’ I said. ‘You call that dotty?’ Miss Trefusis said with a snort. ‘That’s normal. ‘ ‘I didn’t think so.’ ‘You’ve...
Crush

Crush

You’re in a car with a beautiful boy, and he won’t tell you that he loves you, but he loves you. And you feel like you’ve done something terrible, like robbed a liquor store, or swallowed pills, or shoveled yourself a grave in the dirt, and...
Contrapposto

Contrapposto

“You feel like drawing?” Silas asked. Rob took his notebook from the tilted shelf and arranged it on the fur-covered beanbag on the floor. He grabbed his sleeve of colored markers, lay on his stomach, and turned the notebook’s thick pages until he found a blank one....
The Forester’s Daughter

The Forester’s Daughter

When he is getting into his car, a stranger who holds his cards close to his chest approaches. ‘I understand you have a dog you’d sell.’ ‘A dog?’ says Deegan. ‘Aye,’ he says, ‘a gun dog. Do you still have him?’ ‘Well, I do.’ Deegan is set back on his heel but he...
Cat’s Cradle

Cat’s Cradle

“He was supposed to be our commencement speaker,” said Sandra. “Who was?” I asked. “Dr. Hoenikker—the old man.” “What did he say?” “He didn’t show up.” “So you didn’t get a commencement address?” “Oh, we got one. Dr. Breed, the one you’re gonna see tomorrow, he showed...