IT’S ONLY RITA BEING RITA

(a memoir of an enduring but unlikely friendship) “Who was that?” I asked when, after chatting for over an hour, Joe finally replaced the receiver. I was 19, newly arrived in New York, and had just moved into a studio above Carnegie Hall with a man 25 years my senior, Joseph X  Dever, the very … Continue reading IT’S ONLY RITA BEING RITA

BECAUSE I’M REALLY VERY GOOD AT THAT SORT OF THING

A Short Story by Caroline Kennedy 23rd October 2017  I did knock. But very gently, fearing to disturb the neighbours along the corridor. The door is slightly open so I look inside. It appears the room is empty. It is also very shabby. Well, shabby in that sort of sixth-form-student, reluctant housewife-kind-of -way. I tiptoe around … Continue reading BECAUSE I’M REALLY VERY GOOD AT THAT SORT OF THING