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A story about romance. « The eve of a suitor’s arrival, bigger than Christmas or birthday, I tell you. »
« If a story just like that one — dying babies, divine retribution — had come back to me from childhood memories, it would have seemed fantastical, unreal. »
A story about quarks and antiquarks, beauty quarks and strangelets, gluons, muons, prions, hadrons and charms.
« He rolled down the window, went back to honking the horn, and started waving my underpants out the window. »
« I guess it all began, » he said, « because of that weak-headedness my father sometimes had. It just rubbed me the wrong way. »
« —Tot va ser, passe a creure—començà—, per enfellonir-me d’aquella mena de fluixedat de cap que agafà al meu pare. »
A short story about fiction, from the author of Plunder.
A short story about vertigo from the author of Utopia Avenue, Cloud Atlas and Black Swan Green. « Possibly a dare, or a rite of passage, hung in the air. Remember their age: most late teenagers are immortal. »
New short fiction from the author of Autumn, Winter, Spring, and Summer. A story about what’s ours and what’s not ours.