The Year of Falling"I am two people now. I have split. One of us will be seeing Caroline's fianc later this evening. The other is smiling politely. He is a square of dark chocolate, my morning espresso, a Kahlua cocktail on a Friday night. He is muscle, sinew, heart, blood. Pump and beat and flow. He makes me spin." When the porcelain dolls start turning up on Selina's doorstep, she knows it's a bad sign. Shortly afterwards, she embarks on an ill judged affair with a