She had expected to find Father Kevin in his quarters, putting the finishing touches on Sunday’s sermon or on the basketball court, even priests being not immune to the lure of soft spring winds. However, the basketball court was occupied only by two raggedy looking youths who wolf-whistled at he...
Like a dithering serpent winding far above the sea and far below the sky, the Lonely Road wound through the rocks and rills and improbable greens of Kerry. Kerry, lost to the Atlantic more surely than any other county, was a place of magic, a land that time had forgotten, a place where the forget...
Jamie took a deep breath, trying to ignore the adrenaline that flooded through his body. He knew he ought to let it alone. Vanya had a role to play in the camp and earned extra bread by it. Shura had told Jamie that it was little different from how the boy had earned his b...