When she opened her eyes, she found that the water stain on the ceiling had grown even larger.

I am preparing myself for the act of shaking hands with Sólheimajökull, 36.8 degrees °C greeting freezing, as the bus drives through a landscape of lush hills filled with grass and sheep who won’t become meat-market fashion victims if I have a say in the matter, which I don’t.

We do not forget, especially when we try. And that is why I will not fill your head with these stories: you will have nothing to forget.

Here’s what really happened: I was supposed to be a twin but then I ate her. It. Absorbed it, for nutrients, in like the first trimester.

Justice thought he heard a voice coming from the tree, but the sound had a pinprick to it, small enough that it had to have come from a specific spot in the boughs.

More and more men had been coming into the store and asking for plastic bags.