A literary event—twenty short stories by the late Maeve Brennan, one of The new Yorker‘s most admired writers. Five are set in the author’s native Dublin, a city, like Joyce’s, of paralyzed souls and unexpressed love. the others are set in and around her adopted Manhattan, which she once called “the capsized city—half–capsized, anyway, with the inhabitants hanging on, most of them still able to laugh as they cling to the island that is their life’s predicament.” Some of the stories are quietly tender, some ferociously satirical, some unique in their chilly emotional weather. All are Maeve Brennan at her incomparable best.