A priest meets a stranger in Lagos.
(from The New Yorker, Jan. 4, 2010)
Oh boy did that just happen? All that suspense, the nerve wracking, the political intrigue, the chaos, the traffic jams, the horrific images, the tight sentences — it all leads to a ridiculously simple twist. (In fact, I recall using a similarly lame turnabout in story I wrote in a high school.) But, okay, so there’s a too-neat moralistic a-ha at the end. Fine. It’s still worth reading.
Read it here.