Lobster Stories

As the jets of hot water were pummelling my body, I was thinking about Rita’s invitation. In town for one term only, and moving from one temporary address to another, I was always looking for a place to stay. So when she had told me there was a room available at her student hostel for a week, I had quickly accepted it. Clare was on a rock-climbing trip and could not be reached, but Rita thought she wouldn’t mind. Her mann...