“Can’t see a bloody thing.” “That’s generally what fog does, Lars.” “I know what fog does, Anna.” “Then why announce it?” “Because we’re hunting reindeer.” Maja lowered the binoculars. “What are you looking at?” “Fog.” “Anything in it?” “More fog.” Lars shifted the rifle on his shoulder. “Excellent. Successful morning.” They stood on the vidda… Continue reading Autumn
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Bang.
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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