There is something seedy lying just beneath the fragmented narratives of Parker's short stories that never quite breaks the surface. This is what gives it an endearingly eerie quality. There somewhere around its core veiled in a highly contemporary atmosphere, which I believe comforts the reader to a degree, is the feeling you are being watched, that you want to be watched, that you are unsure and disconcerted by what appears as a seeming contradiction and living with it. These tales unfold with just the slightest touch of whimsy or magic, or perhaps a manifested coincidence. I'm not yet sure. Maybe I mistake the writer's sly sense of humor here. Something we all need in the climate of the contemporary culture. A collection that makes me wonder what another collection would look like. Looking forward.