A great collection of short stories. Precise, eerie, unsettling. Reminiscent of Shirley Jackson, sure, but Enriquez's stories are so specific to Argentina, its history and sociopolitical contexts, that the comparison fails to convey what makes these so compelling and great. Sometimes I wish the stories had gone further; some were more like fragments than something complete (although they always felt purposeful in their incompleteness). 

My favourites were Adela's House, End of Term, The Neighbor's Courtyard, Green Red Orange, and the titular Things We Lost in the Fire.