“What casual monsters we are. What calamities we are capable of.”
"Love will grow."
“The tricky thing about mazes is that you don't know if you've chosen the right path until the very end."
The crime happens at an anti-natal BBQ - the kind of place you wouldn’t expect conflict, right?
The fourth volume from a wonderful hub of flash fiction stories.
“Being a heterosexual woman who loved men meant being a translator for their emotions, a palliative nurse for their pride and a hostage negotiator for their egos.”
Dealing with issues of parental love (or the lack thereof), blame, homosexuality, self-loathing, love, loss, illness, trust and lies, Nightingale is somehow about nothing and everything all at once.
“Though we longed not to be lonely, we also feared the pain it would take us to be brought out of our lonely states. And after that fear, could we be guaranteed that we would never be returned to a state of loneliness again? We could not.”
"I am writing this account, in another man's book, by candlelight, inside the belly of a fish. I have been eaten."
An 1928 ghost story which will make you immediately hungry for more of Kate Mosse's stories...