The Heart Goes Last: Margaret Atwood

Charmaine sees an advertisement for a project called Positron that promises you a job, a place to live, a bed to sleep in – imagine how appealing that would be if you were working in a dive bar and living in your car. She and her husband, Stan, apply at once.

The only catch is that once you’re in there, you can’t get out.

No one writes the lust and the loves, the wickedness and the weakness of the human heart like the splendid Margaret Atwood.