An unsettling account of patriarchal abuse which slowly builds tension toward a haunting ending. I read this while camping in Northumberland so it was the perfect setting. I found the environment described perfectly and the tense atmosphere beautifully executed. There was some wonderful prose in this, but the lack of speech quotation marks made it often difficult to follow, which distracted me from the beautiful words. 
Sylvie was a precious character and I could see myself in her, which at times wasn't a good feeling. A very slow short story that, although it left me with alsorts of feelings, it still left me feeling a little unsatisfied. This is one that I think did more in its short pages than I initially appreciate and I think it'll resonate a lot longer in my mind as time goes on.