The Clinic It is a clean, blue-tiled clinic. It’s the cleanest thing that Shukri has seen from as far back as he can remember. …
It was a colonial sort of thing to do, I suppose – sit by the French windows in the reading room of the Royal…
Science cannot progress without curiosity. But curiosity often kills – or must. I John Hammond had experimented all his life: with snails and…
They’d been over it many times. He’d read her passages from a wide array of Holy Scripture – all of them spoke of Divine…
First of all, my name is Marshanda. But he insisted on calling me Louise after a star of the silent movies whom, he told…
Rabin wasn’t a favourite in our circle. And he couldn’t write for toffee. So, when he went off on one of his trips to…
