“Christina, do you think you have enough information to share with the team tomorrow?”
She sounds so eager. So excited. I think about the boys hiding in the opera’s theatre works, hearts humming in their chests like the rapid blood-pumping organs of tiny songbirds.
“It depends,” I say, thinking of dinner earlier at the fancy restaurant, where I’d asked Luisa twice to translate an item on the menu, certain I wasn’t understanding correctly the offering of songbirds, roasted with pork and sage, “on what dreams come tonight.”
Lovely cover for the Black Static 78/79 Double Issue, which includes my paraforensics & secret histories story “Of Wrath.”
