By Holiday Reinhorn
Big Cats opens with "Charlotte," within which a tender lady with a damaged pelvis spies on her voluptuous neighbor in the course of a protracted, sizzling summer time evening, surroundings the tone of irrepressible interest and craving that's obtrusive during the assortment.
In "Get clear of Me, David," a financial institution supervisor attempts to beat his haunted prior as he bargains with the aftermath of a minor earthquake and the physique of a shopper who died within the foyer. Big Cats pits teenage ladies opposed to one another in an escalating catfight on the zoo the place they paintings, culminating in a blowout in entrance of the lion cage.
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Hiding my disgust, I trudged past him, sack in hand. ‘My thanks to you,’ he called after me, ‘and to the old woman too. ’ After which, the door of the hovel banged shut. Because of the recent rain, it didn’t take long to dig a second grave alongside the first. That done, I unhitched the horse and was climbing into the buggy when I remembered leaving my bag on the porch. I hurried back, tiptoeing the last few paces so as not to disturb those inside. As I stooped for the bag, however, I heard something.
I couldn’t help but obey. Slowly, I raised my head, and as our eyes met, I knew instantly that I had given myself away. ‘Ah,’ he sighed. ’ I nodded. ’ ‘It’s not just you,’ I confessed. ’ He regarded me in silence for some moments. ‘This presents us with a problem,’ he said finally. ’ I echoed him, the fear audible in my voice. But there, on that crowded lawn, he was reluctant to explain. ‘You will tell no one about us, you understand,’ he said by way of warning. ’ I hated the sound of that word ‘later’.
That’s part of our price,’ he went on. ‘The other part is this. Even if some man looks past your disfigurement or loves you in spite of it, you’ll reject him. You’ll live alone for the rest of your days. In exchange, I leave you with the gift of seeing, which you stole from us that night – more than just an eye. ’ ‘Agreed,’ I whispered, and felt for his hand, but he had already gone. Alone in the cottage I cleaned and staunched the bleeding wound, though that was all. In the clear morning light I could see that he’d done his work well.