She’d kept her books in the fridge, Risa discovered when her mother died. Where most stored milk, her mother put Woolf. She found Stein in the salad draw.

Risa took them home and went one better, placing them side by side in her freezer.

The pages gradually turned to Frost.

Mariah is a writer and reviewer living in London. She writes short fiction and has a particular love for translated literature and strange tales.