The Sea
My father worked in Ballymore and came down in the evenings on the train, in a wordless fury,...
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Pebbles
When he was ten years old, Jeremy was walking along the main road, with his friend Benedict, out...
French Exit
Malcolm was yet in his suite. He was speaking to Susan on the phone. “Let’s eat food, for lunch,”...
The Course of Love
Having always imagined that they would have children one day, they decide, four years into their...
Eileen
My mother never packed lunches for me to take to school when I was growing up. I’d sit and...
Cry, The Beloved Country
– I’ve spoken to Mary, he said to me. She and I agree that it’s more important...
