The House of Gremot: part two

A Figure from the Common Lot The House of Gremot (part two)                   “I did write, madame.” “But, now you are in America, you choose to go by a different name.” He mistrusted these prompts. For two years, although far more often than otherwise, the officials he’d […]

A Titled Visitor: Hammersmith (twenty-two)

Hammersmith Chapter Twenty-Two A Titled Visitor         Vic, as Aimee with Curach, longed for an opportunity to pull (in this case, Monty Hogben would have to do) a confidant aside and ask—what’s it all about? Mossbunker’s height put the two of them knee to knee, and Vic bounced along eyeing the mogul’s […]

Flash Fiction: Fallen Short

Fallen Short                 Darian thought an attic window black as that could not be empty behind the glass. But no one who’d broken the others could pitch a stone to reach so far. She’d wondered if this were true. The V between the front porch roof and that […]

What’s the Game: Hammersmith (twenty-one)

Hammersmith Chapter Twenty-One What’s the Game         “Jane, are you feeling braced?” She lowered her voice; she didn’t bother whispering. Curach, again sitting across from them, in a cab once more, could not only hear…his posture—leaning, hands on knees—showed him an active listener. Jane was looking sleepy, but she absorbed the question. […]

The Totem-Maker: Jealousy (part ten)

The Totem-Maker Chapter Two Jealousy (part ten)           Under the pavilion the women lounged, Lom and I fanned, and Madla’s servant carried samples to each, for rubbing between fingers, for admiring the shades of woven thread…two or three, or several…to the effect of one shimmering hue. From her book came samples, […]

Are You Adaptable (conclusion)

Are You Adaptable (part six)                       “Listen to me.” Like Nola, he put a hand on her arm. “I’m asking you, leave it alone. I don’t even know why…” He took his hand off her arm, and spread both in a baffled gesture. “…you would […]

The House of Gremot: part one

A Figure from the Common Lot Chapter Four: The Eye of a Magpie i. The House of Gremot (part one)                   Chapter Four The Eye of a Magpie   Leaf, sharp, continuing, under-hand Wheeling gears, dying in prison The message Is a low-rate postcard Issued by the […]

Pour Some Gravy On: Hammersmith (twenty)

Hammersmith Chapter Twenty Pour Some Gravy On         Piggott came to sit, next to Hogben, settling into this chair with a luxuriant spread of knees and elbows, and motioning to the waiter attending them. “Give me a slab of that roast…pour some gravy on. Think I’ll have a bite after all.” He […]

Yoharie: Neighborhood Watch (part one)

Yoharie Neighborhood Watch (part one)         Out along the edge of the landscaping—the spirea bushes and the Japanese lilac, the forsythia, the azalea, the “Aurica” juniper—Hibbler saw his daughter bent, crouch-walking the rubber strip, picking something and putting it in a bowl. The first owners had planted these shrubs long ago, that […]

Autocratic Mysteries: Hammersmith (nineteen)

Hammersmith Chapter Nineteen Autocratic Mysteries         A torch flared. That one might, in an upstairs reception room, in a city hotel, tended to beggar belief, and Aimee at first started, thinking something had gone wrong with the gas. But a second torch, and then a third, made the room dance with light. […]