“‘Ryan’, she heard herself say. It wasn’t – the boy didn’t even look that much like her son. But he was about the same age, the same build, and just for a second her imagination superimposed her son’s face over the face of this stranger.”
Month: July 2018
Killing It by Asia Mackay
“I pull my pistol out of my striped Cath Kidston nappy bag. A half-eaten rice cake is stuck to the barrel. Fabulous.”