Party time
The door was open, and a blare of pop music came from that and the windows, also open. In the hall, a couple were standing in a corner, kissing, their bodies pressed together and motionless;...
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Colder than you think
He was leafing through a work, in French, on ophthalmology, and speculating as to how it had come to be here, when the door from the dining-room opened. He turned, and saw Diana. ‘Well,’ he...
Shove him through the mill
‘You were sent away at eight, too, I suppose?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘And enjoyed it?’ ‘I remember crying a bit, the first few nights. After that I enjoyed it.’ ‘Because you had it to go through, it’s...
Alone again together
It was a relief to be in a place where the windows let in all the light, even this meagre mist-filtered light. Douglas glanced at his watch. Half past eleven. The work had taken longer...
NO BLADE OF GRASS: London screening
On 14 August, Science Fiction Theatre is screening Cornel Wilde’s 1970 film adaptation of John Christopher’s The Death of Grass under its US title, No Blade of Grass. Once a month Science Fiction Theatre screens...
Voices calling
The voices started about an hour later. Mandy was the first to hear them. The kitchen window was barred, but she had opened it to clear the cooking smells. She called up the stairs excitedly,...
A tic of the eye
Marie left the kitchen to get the rest of the things from the dining-room, and there was time – not much, but enough, and without snatching or gulping – to get herself a drink from...
Being awake when everyone else is asleep
Selby took a deep breath, and raised his glass. ‘Cheers.’ ‘Cheers,’ she said. ‘There’s something funny about being awake when everyone else is asleep. Don’t you think?’ She looked about her. ‘And with this lamp...
Cut off from the rest of the world
Douglas said: ‘Aren’t you taking some things for granted, Selby? You didn’t examine Ruth for temperature and pulse rate – only the boy. She seemed cold, I agree, but she had been outside looking for...
No need to involve the ladies
‘What’s to stop them breaking a window to get in?’ ‘Nothing,’ George said flatly. ‘You’re not too bad at underrating intelligence yourself. I don’t know whether the Deepings are dangerous to the rest of us...