After the ceremony she wanted to go back to the room for a moment before the reception, which was going to be held in the master ballroom. She needed to freshen up, she said. Just go ahead with out me. But he had his suspicions so he trailed along after her, against all of her protests . . .
She should have known something was wrong when the beach resembled a desert . . .
The light dripping out of the few remaining lit windows coagulated in the humidity. From the playground, Rachael watched as the houses went dark. The small bag at her feet didn’t move at all and shadows turned to wax against everything they touched. Unlit porches and the bricks buckled in the sidewalks like crowded teeth and the weatherworn all shined with night . . .
Bullets zoomed past him in every direction. Detective Crosby ducked behind a barrel in an alleyway near the warehouse. He crouched low—his pistol gripped tight . . .
To celebrate the release of Simon’s Cat Off to the Vet . . . and Other Cat-astrophes, Akashic is featuring some of our favorite bookstore and library cats. Today, meet Franny, who lives in Los Angeles’s Skylight Books!
The airport was abuzz with travelers. After a year of performing for audiences who shouted “yes” to their Haitian music, Pappyon, Neg Mawan, Yatande and Zilibo—known as The Haitian Cats—were going on vacation . . .
To celebrate the release of Five Hours: How My Son’s Brief Life Changed Everything, we’re offering a free excerpt from the book on our site.
Congratulations to John Crow’s Devil author Marlon James, winner of the 2015 Man Booker Prize!