A little bit of “Madness”

An excerpt from Madness.

It’s a nice day: almost in the sixties, sunny, no wind. Madeleine stays on the patio, typing away, phone forgotten on her desk inside. She has another couple cups of coffee, a croissant with Nutella, another cigarette. She finishes her edits. She gets down five hundred good words on a new manuscript. It’s a good day.

The doorbell rings at a little after three.

It’s Jacob. Continue reading