365, Vol. 1

Nobody Could Be One Hundred Percent Sure About the Last Tiger

Do People Still Do This?

Every Morning She Steps out the Back Door

Her Feet Padding Back

A Fox and a Hound Met Early One Morning on a Hillside

He Looked at His Right Hand

It Was the Savage Boys Watching from the Cliffs

I Was an Experiment

The Room Is in Darkness

You Forget More Than You Retain, and That's the Truth

Awake Isn't Good

I Don't Know Beforehand How I Will Appear to Anyone

Lying Awake in the Middle of the Night

Sometimes He Felt He Could Live Permanently in a Hotel

I Used Not to Be Able to Read on Buses

The Phone Rang Just as She'd Got the Children to the Table

They Were Passing the End of a Particular Street

"Jack", His Mother Says One Day, "That Auld Dug Has Had It"

There Was Once a Man so Old That Most of His Family, and All of His Friends, Had Left the World Long Before Him

When I Was Still Some Distance from the Village

At the Interval, as the Applause Dies Away and People Begin to Make for the Exits

"Now", the Old Woman Said, "Before You Go up There I Want to Introduce You to Someone"