My favorite was the title story, Things We Lost in the Fire, which reckons fiercely with the history of men burning their wives. The stories are all set in Argentina, and a sense of place thrums palpably through each one. This collection is so smart, and more than once it felt like a complete grasp of the story was a bit beyond me. I often felt marooned by the endings of the stories, a common refrain for me with short fiction, to be honest. Still, I definitely feel consumed and a little haunted by these stories, and I know I’m going to have the writing rattling around in my mind for a while.