How She Became A Loner

“I just don’t like people,” she says. “How can you not like people?” “That moment – when I sense a stranger is about to speak to me – is a moment I dread. If I could, I’d just ignore them and walk away. I’d press a button and disappear. I’d do anything to escape.” She…

Secrets In A Small Place

Meet Howard, a neighbour of mine. He’s retired and walks his two dogs past my house every morning. A permanently disparaging expression clouds his tight features. The walking stick he carries (and doesn’t really need) flicks out at his feet with every step hiding a deep-seated, hidden frustration. He mutters a lot, to himself or…