We read this for our book group - chosen by me, and one thing I learnt was that short stories are hard to discuss in a book group - everyone remembers different ones especially when there are so many as in this collection. I'm left with a feeling of being unsettled, rather than scared, and that's fine. They built up as a whole, scratching away at me and leaving me with images: a lit torch left in a field, shark pods that produce babied, strands of hair around a door knob.