Resurrection

Resurrection

December 1965

University of Birmingham

E DDIE APPEARS IN

her doorway just as before. They drink tea and he brings biscuits to replenish her supply, having pilfered, in his own words, at least half of them since he arrived in Birmingham. Neither of them mentions the party, Edgar Allan Poe or ravens.

It is easy to pretend, she thinks. And yet something has shifted. They are two poker players who accidentally turned their hands up on the table when they didn’t immediately part upon finding themselves far too close together.