Just a girl who walks dogs and hangs out in cemeteries. Stay feral, y'all.
There were three things Evelyn Hart knew with absolute certainty. The government had too many secrets, coffee was not nearly strong enough to compensate for a twelve-hour shift, and anyone who voluntarily worked in an underground archive probably had something fundamentally wrong with them. Unfortunately, Evelyn had been working in one for eleven years. Officially,... Continue Reading →
Gabriel did not react at first. Jessie had seen that kind of stillness before. It was not confusion. Confusion moved. It narrowed the eyes, tilted the head, searched the room for context. This was something else entirely. Gabriel's face had emptied, as though his mind had rejected Anna's words before they could become real. “My... Continue Reading →
When Claire Bennett bought the little blue house at the end of Willow Street, everyone thought she had lost her mind. Her mother called it “a charming opportunity to develop a nervous breakdown.” Her best friend, Sophie, said it looked like the sort of house where a Victorian ghost might demand rent. Even the real... Continue Reading →
The first time Margaret Sullivan fell in love with Thomas Bennett, she was nineteen years old, wore her hair in a long braid, and believed that the greatest tragedy in life was running out of chocolate biscuits. Thomas was twenty-one, had a laugh that could fill an entire room, and possessed the unfortunate habit of... Continue Reading →
Matilda Thistlewick had survived one hundred and forty-three years without causing a major magical catastrophe, which was impressive considering she had once accidentally turned her landlord into a decorative garden fountain. In her defence, he had been standing rather close to the begonias. She had also transformed an entire wedding cake into a flock of... Continue Reading →
Jessie stared at Gabriel for so long that the room seemed to become unnaturally quiet. “You're telling me I recruited you.” Gabriel nodded. “To help Daniel?” “Eventually.” Jessie leaned back in her chair. “I need you to understand that the word 'eventually' is beginning to make me homicidal.” Under different circumstances, Gabriel might have smiled.... Continue Reading →
There was a time when the five of them believed they would be friends forever. Not the sort of forever people casually promised at the end of a wonderful evening, when everyone was laughing too hard and feeling too sentimental to imagine anything changing. They meant the kind of forever that survived marriages, children, careers,... Continue Reading →
Sometimes an ancient oak appeared where a cluster of pines had stood the previous afternoon. Other times, a narrow stream crossed a path that had been dry for years. And occasionally, when the moon was particularly bright, Evelyn would glimpse tiny golden lights dancing between the branches, disappearing whenever she tried to follow them. Most... Continue Reading →
Anna did not begin with Evan. Instead, she walked into the kitchen, filled a kettle with water and set it on the stove. Jessie watched from the table. “Are we seriously making tea?” “We are.” “Two men just followed me here, someone I abandoned twenty-four years ago sent me a photograph taken thirty seconds away... Continue Reading →
There comes a point in every woman's life when she wakes up, looks at herself in the mirror, and thinks, "You know what? I've really got my shit together." I have not reached that point. In fact, I'm beginning to suspect that particular milestone has been cancelled due to lack of interest, insufficient funding, and... Continue Reading →
