I was a huge fan of The Police in high school and college, and when I started writing short stories I was in the thrall of their final album, Synchronicity. I had plenty of time to write stories because I wasn’t a member of anything, I just scribbled. This is a story that occurred to me while watching the video of Every Breath You Take. The title is a line from The Once And Future King by T.H. White. It was published in my first book, Manananggal Terrorizes Manila and Other Stories. Later it was translated into Italian by Ubaldo Stecconi and included in an anthology called Balikbayan: Racconti filippini contemporanei. (The story sounds better in Italian, but nearly everything does.) I can’t read my old stuff without an antacid and a stiff drink, but this one I’m actually fond of.