When I was young, there seemed to be never a childbirth, or a burst appendix, or any other drastic physical event that did not occur simultaneously with a snowstorm. The roads would be closed, there was no question of digging out a car anyway, and some horses had to be hitched up to make their way i…
A Queer Streak Part One: Anonymous Letters
'She would never know why she had done it. She was sleepless and strung-up and her better judgement had deserted her.'
A Queer Streak (Part Two): Possession
'He thinks he remembers Violet coming for supper, as she sometimes did, bringing with her a pudding which she set outside in the snow, to keep it cool.'