“Sarah and I broke up a year back and we’ve both seen other people since, but she still calls me when there’s a problem. A few months after we split she phoned one Sunday morning because there was a spider in the bath. That time, with the spider, I thought it was an excuse, that she was too embarrassed to say what she really wanted. I flushed the spider, followed her to the kitchen and put my arm around her. It was fairly awkward when Sarah explained that it was just about the spider. I apologised and went back home to bed.”
that’s a really nice bit of writing – I really liked that – how is this going to be horror?!? It reads a bit like a story from Haruki Murakami’s “The Elephant Vanishes”.
James, Outré