Torsade Literary Space 
Are You Haunted (part twenty-nine)
Are You Haunted (part twenty-nine) “But people would assume Dennis, wouldn’t they…? Has rights, like you said.” “Yes, of course. And that’s all there is to it.” After a pause too long, Isobel finished without sarcasm, “The Drybrooks had ten years of storytelling by the time […]
Are You Haunted (part twenty-eight)
Are You Haunted (part twenty-eight) “She,” Powell said. Had a load to bear, looking after her husband. And why are you taking her part? Isobel would say. “Don’t carry too much, you’ll lose your footing,” Isobel said. He weighed the radio. A cabinet model, an armful, […]
Are You Haunted (part twenty-seven)
Are You Haunted (part twenty-seven) Facing the ruin, he saw only the barbed upper tier of the fence, and a tin-hatted silo patchy with rust, the water tower. “He was Lettie’s nephew, born the year she died. His father was Davis as well. Papa Drybrook died […]
Are You Haunted (part twenty-six)
Are You Haunted (part twenty-six) He was in the middle this time, a paper bag in one hand, his other on an ice chest, steadying it over his knees and Isobel’s. “You go out the back, and take your things.” Mrs. Lessing, loud at him, when […]
Are You Haunted (part twenty-five)
Are You Haunted (part twenty-five) Mrs. Lessing sat on a piano bench. The piano was there, too, in a dark spot by the window drapes. Powell felt a look askance tighten his neck, but held to the study of his dinner roll, his hand sopping gravy. […]
Are You Haunted (part twenty-four)
Are You Haunted (part twenty-four) Tovey was slick and aromatic as the day before. He wore the same suit. He augmented his remark with a pinkie, spat tobacco into his teacup, spread himself across the middle of the settee—and having used his grandmother’s china for a […]
The Resident (part thirty-two)
Chapter Four An Odd Man Out (part thirty-two) He knew Claudie wrote in her notebooks, in the pink gingham room, upstairs. A sensible, a naturally-fitting person, married four years… Would have asked his wife at some point, “Do you have a job?” He was gone to […]
Are You Haunted (part twenty-one)
Are You Haunted (part twenty-one) The glass was intact. Sunlight yellowed the fog’s upper billows; it might all burn off in an hour or two. Powell, as to reject panic he had been instructed, counted his breaths. He was still keyed up from the attack. He […]
Are You Haunted (part twenty)
Are You Haunted (part twenty) But his old friends would call him a liar, if he told them he had left believing the work would save them all. In expiation, Rohdl could say only that the lie had been told to him. How could it make […]
Are You Haunted (part nineteen)
Are You Haunted (part nineteen) He writhed, freed one arm and sat up. His damp hair had taken the smell of Guy’s blankets like a sponge, mixed with the powdery scent of soap flakes. He was full awake. He was almost heartbroken. The window showed a […]