This is a little bit I wrote this morning but have decided not to include in the novel, and instead to extrapolate into its own longer story.
For five days we sent our bodies into the world without us. On the
When I was eleven I watched a brothel be raided.
It was one of two brothels from my childhood. The first was a neighbour's duplex, a tiny carpeted place in which I babysat her children. She didn't fit my teenage view