The stories collected on this page are all part of a collection now in progress that will be titled San Francisco. Each new story will be posted here as the collection is being written.
“Had he known better what she could do, Raul would have treated Corinth better. And at the moment he still didn’t know, despite the fact that he thought he was falling in love with her. He had been watching her this closely just for the previous three hours…their first learning-stage run-through of the play and, he thought, Love isn’t supposed to come on like a lightning strike, is it?“