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By A. S. Byatt

The Booker Prize—winning writer of Possession and A Whistling Woman is at her top during this impressive number of 5 new stories.

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offers shivers besides magical thrills. Leaves rustle underfoot in a dismal wooden: middle-aged ladies stroll right into a wooded area, as they did once they have been ladies, confronting their formative years fears and stories and the unusual factor they saw–or notion they saw–so some time past. A exotic male obstetrician and a tender lady artist meet in a clinic, yet they've got very assorted rules approximately physique components, delivery, and demise. a guy meets the ghost of his dwelling spouse; a lady turns to stone. And an blameless member of a night inventive writing type seems to have her personal determined perspectives at the most sensible strategy to use “raw material.”

These unforgettable tales are by means of turns haunting, humorous, glowing, and frightening. Byatt’s Little Black booklet adds a deliciously darkish observe to her ability in blending folks and fairy stories with lifestyle.

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