On the day of the annual Honey Ball, newcomer Robert Blythe spends his day rubbing elbows with the cream of the crop. But that does not necessarily safeguard him from being judged by the company he keeps.
"The quiet horror of Mary Rajotte’s “Like Flies to Honey” calls to mind the best of Shirley Jackson. She sets the story at an annual gathering in a seemingly bucolic town, hypnotizing the reader with the normalcy of it all before striking a terrifying chord in the story’s final pages. The writing is crisp, well-paced, and quite addictive, and the characters painfully believable. Well done!" - Aaron Polson, author of The House Eaters and We Are The Monsters
"'Like Flies to Honey,' available in issue #8 of Shroud Magazine, provides a slow burn of paranoia and suspense. Rajotte has a way with description that had me marveling at the beauty of the vile. She spins the two together like fine silk until the reader has no recourse but to marvel that such a disgusting thing could be so wonderful." - Anthony J. Rapino, author of Soundtrack to the End of the World