The Unlikely Escape of Uriah Heep

by H.G. Parry

“Pasifika culture has a concept called the va,” I said, despite myself. It was something we’d learned about in law school. “The space between two people, or cultures. Sort of an imaginary landscape, made up of the social, personal, and spiritual bonds that comprise the relationship.”

I remembered, for no reason at all, that I was supposed to pick up bread on the way home.

slow. I felt the edge of the iron catch my temple—glance it, really, but a glancing blow from an entire lamppost wielded by an enraged Victorian antihero is pretty significant.

I was just coming home from work when I saw you two idiots about to get beaten to a pulp by a Brontë hero.