Absolutely in love with Lucia Berlin’s stories. When we were in Japan, I read one or two of them…

Absolutely in love with Lucia Berlin&rsquo;s stories. When we were in Japan, I read one or two of them aloud to Laura each night before bed. Every world they plonk you in is so tangible and tasteable – often acrid and dusty, in the way of the American Southwest – that the heart leaps to protest when the story finishes. &ldquo;No! What? Let me remain!!!&rdquo; Then the next one starts, and…