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Átame!

The American writer, Harry Cohen took his girlfriend, Lee Miller to the bullfight in Valencia. Lee hated it. “It’s hideous,” she said, “and so cruel.” She described how the torero finally put the bull out of its misery; Cohen only smiled. “Well,” he said. “Let’s go and get a cup of coffee.” “Or something stronger,” …

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Kateryna and Shevshenko

Kateryna was working in the hospitality tent during the European championships of twenty twelve when she learned Shevshenko, the talisman of the national team, was on his way. All the hospitality girls were keen to shake Shevshenko by the hand or get him to sign autographs. But Shevshenko moved briskly along the line until he …

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The Italian Sailor

Scobie, who had come to Valletta one summer to write a novel and ended up staying on as tutor to the feral children of rich Maltese, had gone down to the port to check out the scene and ended up in a bar frequented by sailors. For the most part he enjoyed their company. Even …

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Like Father, Like Daughter

The two of them sat side by side in the brasserie, comfortable but not with long conversation. It was an old ritual and one which they had both learned to tolerate. Francoise was normally a flamboyant dresser, but for her father she put on a plain dress and held back on the makeup. Guillaume was …

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The Recruitment Problem

The Office was in upheaval. Management had been restructuring. Peter was sorting through one of the boxes that had been mislaid in the move when he received an unexpected call from Francis. They had not spoken for a while. “Peter,” he said. “I won’t beat around the bush. We have a problem.” “A problem, Francis. …

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The Restaurant

“This is a lovely restaurant,” said Adrian. “Quite lovely,” said Sally. “How did you find it?” Giles sighed. They were painful memories even if he was over them. “It’s a long story.” he began. “Oh, yes? Not that one?” “No. You didn’t meet her. Anyway, she lived over the road and we used to eat …

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A History Lesson

They were in the middle of the Kyzl Kum Desert; the carriage was infernally hot. The conductor Ermat, who was already drunk, sat down and offered the American some vodka. “What are you doing here?” he said. “Soldier?” The American shook his head. “Ex-soldier, like me… I was in Afghanistan.” Ermat began to describe his …

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