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How could I possibly explain to her that I had no recollection of even the simplest existence before we met, without sounding like a crazy person? When she asked me anything my mind would reach naturally for the answer before being shrugged off by an invisible nothingness, as though an impenetrable silent wind was blowing back in the opposite direction.

A neighbour once told me that our uncle had been as normal as any of us when he was a boy, but had fallen out of one of the plane trees down the park and onto his head and had never been the same again. I was just a kid and believed her, of course, but when I grew older, I learned that there were names for the sort of condition Uncle Frank had, and that he had always been like it.

It's 2004, almost time for the World Series. Thousands of miles away, in England, Red Sox fan Lampkin is warming up his pitching arm. 'There were one or two unfamiliar characters loitering outside the store, and Lampkin eyed them, sideways. He couldn’t have said exactly why he felt suspicious,...

Being an astronaut was for Flash-Harries, not the likes of him. No one liked a show-off, he was told - but Bill had always wondered what it would be like to do something so unexpected and amazing that it would draw a cheering crowd...