You Should Always Do Interviews on a Full Stomach
L’idea per questo racconto mi è venuta da qualcosa che la mia nonna polacca disse una volta, in un’occasione molto differente però. Sono felicissima che Selcouth Station abbia scelto di pubblicarlo. Ecco come comincia.
The not-in-service train ran past, almost sucking her in its trail. As she steadied herself, she heard a familiar voice.
She turned to look at the young woman who had gently put a hand on her shoulder. The woman was different from how she remembered her. She wondered whether she could pretend not to recognise her, but then something made her say:
Sarah? Is that you?