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Bye-Bye Natalia

Michel Faber

‘Natalia picks at the frayed black lace of her dress while the photograph of her American penpal loads into the computer.’

Matrilineal

Tessa Hadley

‘One night forty years ago Helen Cerruti left her husband.’

Homage to Mount Desert Island

Mark Haworth-Booth

‘A cow was on the wrong side of the fence on Crooked Road on May 26.’

Jesus Who?

Alison Smith

‘Jesus came walking across the lawn, a grin on his face. I waved. “Hi, Jesus.”’

St Lucy’s Home for Girls Raised by Wolves

Karen Russell

‘Sister Josephine tasted like sweat and freckles. She smelled easy to kill.’

The Master

Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie

‘The Master was a little crazy; he had spent too many years reading books overseas’

The War of the Ears

Moses Isegawa

‘It was a victory to arrive home. Ma Beeda always celebrated with a strong cup of tea.’

Gifted

Segun Afolabi

‘The boys' eyes grazed the carpet and then each other guiltily. The youngest tried not to smile with shame.’

Beethoven Was One Sixteenth Black

Nadine Gordimer

‘Once there were blacks wanting to be white. Now there are whites wanting to be black.’

The Witch’s Dog

Helon Habila

‘The old witch, Nana Mudo, lived alone with her dog on the other side of the grove.’

The Visiting Child

Karen E. Bender

‘Jane needed a stranger in the kitchen, someone to speak because she could not.’

The Great Wall

Ismail Kadare

‘What China loses by the sword it retakes by silk.’

A short story by Ismail Kadare, translated by David Bellos.

White Sands

Geoff Dyer

‘Now that we were out of danger it seemed possible that there had never been any danger.’

The Ship at Anchor

Frederic Tuten

‘Those words made me wonder why I ever wanted to be an artist, why I ever wanted to live, though I never thought I wanted to die.’