Published: “She Went out for Milk One Morning and Only Came back the Previous Day”
By that time, my brother had learned a few tricks himself. Instead of walking into the pub through the door, he unfolded from the gap between two floorboards. I had already bought the first round, so I just pushed his glass towards him.
This story got published a couple of months ago in May You, the Walter Swan Prize Anthology.
It's pretty limited circulation. I'm planning to try and reprint it somewhere so more people can read it. Watch this space.