Michael’s family moves into a fixer-upper about the same time his baby sister comes too soon. So Mum is at hospital while he and his dad try to sort out the repairs. The teetering garage full of junk is off-limits, but Michael has a peek and finds someone there. A pale, crumbling, filthy person with wings … and a taste for Chinese takeout.
Arthur Itis and William Blake. Tawny owls and tiny lives. Beer bottles and blue bottles. Cod liver oil and aspirin. 27 and 53. Hands-down, one of the best stories I’ve read this year. ‘Twill be read and reread many times over.