Like many of the men on the four streets, Jerry had arrived in Liverpool from Mayo, hungry for prosperity and advancement that weren’t to be found in rural Ireland, where levels of relative poverty remained almost unchanged since the sixteen hundreds, and where, right into the winters of the nine...
For everyone except Kitty. For the last few years Kitty had been in an ever darker and more threatening place. She knew what Father James had done at the hospital. Stella McGinty had told Kitty the more specific facts of life in the playground only weeks earlier. It wasn’t a discussion that had t...
Jake had sat with his arm around Martha’s shoulder throughout the film. He felt more like a man than he had ever done before. ‘That Diana Dors, did you see her hair?’ Martha’s voice was full of excitement. ‘Everything about her was so sophisticated. I’ll never be like that, Jake. My hair will nev...
Ruby Flynn, set mostly in Ireland, is the enthralling story of one family, haunted by ancient wrongs. A stunning new family saga from the No. 1 bestselling author of The Four Streets Trilogy. The FitzDeanes are powerful. They have estates in England, a castle in Ireland and a growing shipping bus...
They froze with astonishment at the sight that greeted them.There was not a family in bed on any of the four streets.Every parlour light was switched on. Front doors stood partially open, as light bled out onto the pavement. Children and women stood in the shadows, in huddles, whispering, and the...
She read down the long line of additions that she had written, either before she went to sleep or when she had twice woken during the night. ‘You couldn’t function without that list, could you?’ said Anthony, as they ate breakfast in his study. ‘Do you know, Anthony, if I lost this list, I would ...
A soft, amber pool illuminated the writing blotter and guided the hand that held the pen. The rain and wind beat ferociously against the tall leaded windows and drowned out the sound of the careful scratch of the gold nib on card as fine as vellum, the hissing of the peat as it gently burnt in th...