Inside The Whale*

“What would you like to listen to?” The radiology nurse asks.  If that’s what she is: this pretty girl in a white coat, mid-twenties, long sleek hair. “What is there?” I say.  “It’s cold in here.”  Cold air blows to keep the MRI machine at its optimum temperature. “Adele, Michael Buble or Beethoven,” she says. […]

The Demanding Dead*

“I’m planning to invite you for dinner, do you eat Indian food?” the message comes through from MediaChap. “Yes!  My best food :)”  I reply.  “Would that be Wednesday dinner?” This is very exciting: MediaChap is going to cook for me.  Or maybe he is going to order a take-away, I think.  Hope not: don’t […]