Without Further Words Simon leaned back in his chair, feeling comfortably full after a hearty dinner.
A Ring on the Tablecloth No, John said, and the word was so ladenso sharpthat I stopped right in the
No Means No It must have been over a decade ago, but I remember that early Monday morning in the London
Three Years of Renovation, No Guests Anna placed her mug on the windowsill and felt the silence stretch
A Letter to Myself The envelope was orangea bright, almost ludicrous brightnesslike a tangerine against
An Empty Space “You’ve become nothing, Sophie. Do you understand? Nothing. A space.”
Shards of Friendship Rachel staggered through the front door after a long, draining day. She slipped
Homemade Recording The baby monitor was sitting on the chest of drawers, but instead of being aimed at
For twelve years she looked at me as if I were a stranger. Then, at the wake, my husband opened her jewellery
Home Recording The baby monitor sat atop the chest of drawers, its lens not pointed at her sons cot