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The New Customers
Julian Jackson
‘All the time I could sense the watchful eyes and listening ears at the end of the bar.’
The Quality of the Affection
Lloyd Lynford
‘What thou lovest well cannot be reft from thee. But maybe Ezra was mistaken, maybe it can be reft, but maybe that was her fault.’
The Reservation
Sarah Hall
‘He can dream of fields of unicorns or invest in the reanimation of sabretooth DNA, if the prognostication visits him.’
The Sarong-Man in the Old House, and an Incubus for a Rainy Night
Michael Mendis
‘I say his fingers are dying because he is old. Because he is and alone. On that sloping armchair. But more because there is no turning back for him.’
The Whale House
Sharon Millar
‘By morning the dreams are gone, flying through the tiny holes in the net in sudden starling movements.’
There’s a Small Hotel
Andrew Holleran
‘Returning to Manhattan was like seeing someone who’d once been your lover but was now with someone else.’
Things with faces
Zoë Meager
‘This is all you remember. The sound of her pacing the house at night.’
This Is Not A Test
Stuart Evers
‘In the end, because he loved her still, still so very much, he let her win.’
Tomorrow
Joanna Kavenna
‘She was living as herself, in herself, without ever thinking about what that meant.’
Vipers
Kamila Shamsie
‘Cover your nose and mouth, the order came, swift and useless; if they’d had their turbans they would have wound them around their faces but there were only the balaclavas.’
