The feeling was that we were reading only a night in the life of these two men, men without name, past and future… again apparently. In only 10 pages, Cornelia Grey brushes everything, like in those surrealist painting were every details is part of something bigger you need to put together to understand the final meaning. One is an assassin, the other is a detective; they were lovers and they are no more, but that doesn’t mean the love is not there; the detective is a one piece man, but his Achilles’ heels is the assassin, the one man he is not able to betray, not even for his honour of police officer. The assassin wants to play the cold hearted man, but as for the detective, he has an Achilles’ heels, the love that he still harbours for the detective. That window in the night, always open for him, is like a safe shelter, a place the assassin knows will always wait for him, and “his” place will always be free, since in now way the detective will occupy it with someone else: the bed will be empty and the fridge will be full, and a red apple among the green ones will always there, waiting for him.
Amazon Kindle: Apples and Regret and Wasted Time
Publisher: Storm Moon Press LLC (May 24, 2011)
Cover Art by Nathie