Chapter 12: All The Things We Don't Discuss
All The Things We Don’t Discuss continues this week. This is a genre-bending literary gothic novel with a missing person at its core. If you like magic realism, unreliable narrators, 19th century Gothic, dreamy slipstream type stories, and mysteries…you’ll like this. Maybe. You can read the entire book so far from the beginning here.
There are many variations of tailor. I learned this during my apprenticeship.
I was trained as a cutter by a woman who came to the house with a box of tricks identical to the one I now had because the one I now had was bought because it was identical to hers. Cutters, she told me, are the people who design the suit and put up blueprints of it. Tailors are the people who take these blueprints and build the design.
I loved her. She was generous of spirit in a way that not many people are. People are not as good as one could hope. If you, dear reader, were to have a heart attack on the street I wouldn’t trust people to come and help.
Of course it was Krink I first thought of. I knew nobody else in the city. I didn’t know my teacher’s address. All I held in my mind during the drive away from Auburn was Krink, Krink, repeating itself until it transformed into birdsong and I felt less lonely on the journey.
This was years before.
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