Love Story, With Murders*

“Hello,” Seb says.  It’s almost ten o’clock but my love is calling me! “My darling,” I say.  “Hello.  I miss you.” “Oh, my love, I miss you too,” he says.  “It’s difficult, finding a time to call and, well, I set an alarm and I fell asleep and…” “I was worried that I hadn’t heard […]

The Clouded Leopard*

Sitting in the park on my lunch break.  So far, the alcoholics are avoiding me and have arranged themselves on the benches around the park’s edges, where they argue and swig from their cans.  It is unseasonably cold but have removed my fleece so can sit on it – a fleece!  In July!   If am […]