Sunlight
The afternoon sun was like a presence in the room, the spacious light of ease and generosity. We could have been anywhere, somewhere enchanted. We raised our glasses again and grinned like children...
The Heart
Gee, the heart is a symbol in a story about love? Could we get anymore clichéd? We probably could. Because the heart in "What We Talk About When We Talk About Love" is not scribbled in a teenager'...
Gin
Think of gin as a clock in this story. The story of Ed ends when the first bottle of gin reaches empty. And the story of the elderly couple at the hospital ends when the second bottle of gin is dra...