Until then

S tella is quicker than usual eating her breakfast. Taking worried glances out of the window just in case the cornflower blue sky might fill with dark, angry clouds, the sun obscured behind a mass of

Dialogue

JOSH dabbed expertly at the cut he’d just finished sewing up. He’d made a neat job of it and it should heal very nicely, leaving only a line. It wouldn’t be seen, anyway, once the cat’s fur grew back.

Let It Come Down Paul Bowles (Penguin ...

Genre-bending short stories of the modern world

ADMISSIONS SHADOW WORK Loneliness and the literary ...