DISCREET AND CONFIDENTIAL ENCOUNTERS
I have come to understand that love is not what happens in the open. It is what survives the closing…
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He reads the news on his phone while the coffee drips. A worker dead at Flamboro Speedway, the track just…
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Stockbridge, 7:15 PM He stands outside the Stockbridge Market, hands in the pockets of his waxed jacket, watching the last…
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The Las Vegas sign glowed pink and green last Tuesday. I saw it on my way back from a client…
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Miami in early September still smells like wet concrete and salt. The storms roll in by late afternoon, unpredictable, sudden,…
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The sky over Ottawa turned the colour of bruised fruit. That afternoon in early June, CBC reported that wildfire smoke…
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I never planned to be anyone’s secret. And that is precisely why I am so good at it. At thirty-nine,…
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19:22, The Ghost The apartment smells of rain and juniper. She left at seventeen minutes past six, and now the…
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The heat wave had settled over Boston like a held breath. On the third consecutive day of temperatures reaching 100…
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The Bristol Post reported recently that a single donor had given a record-breaking £20 million to the University of Bristol.…
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