I haven’t read the third story yet, but after reading the second, « Guardian Angel », I want to commend the author for writing an almost perfect story.
The main character has been heartbroken and deceived in a way that leaves her no longer knowing what’s real. Her family are distant and seemingly unsupportive, not a source of solace or comfort. Her best friend seems hardly worthy of the title, a person she sees only at work, who embodies the flippancy and contempt for vulnerability that seems to be expected of us if we are to succeed in life. The main character is immersed in a culture that appears to require her to accept her own dehumanization and degradation as the price of love - an oxymoron that is pervasive in real life but never seems to get written about in this way.
Soon after the main character makes a real connection when she least expects it, with someone who wants nothing from her but the pleasure of her company, she re-evaluates her meagre relationships. At the end, you find yourself looking for the pivot point, because you realize you no longer know what is real, at what point the main character went through the looking glass. and whether she is awake, sane, or even alive.
This story starts out like a mundane tale rooted in drab reality and takes you over the edge of madness before you realize what has happened. It talks about loneliness and implies taboos about the way we talk about loneliness and the kinds of boundaries we are expected to enforce or not enforce, and about intimacy as an unattainable state. As advertised, I’m shook.