They were halfway down the Oslofjord in a thirty-foot wooden sailboat that creaked like it remembered better fishing. Kristin sat near the stern, one hand on the tiller, sunglasses pushed into her hair, looking like she’d been born knowing knots and disappointment. Marcin was trying to gut a mackerel with the seriousness of a man… Continue reading Shift
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They were halfway through the second jug when Marcin said truth was not a social agreement, and Tony told him that was exactly the sort of sentence that made people want to remove funding from universities. Anna was leaning against the wall, wine in hand, watching the pub do its usual slow collapse into warmth… Continue reading Bang.
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