Amuse Bouche


Keelin thought of October nights celebrating Samhain as a child, watching her mother bake the barm brack, stirring a coin, a pea, a rag, a ring and a stick into the mixture. Tom├ís would cut Keelin a slice… whispering to his daughter that he bet she would find the ring, its golden sheen foretelling of a white dress, a walk up the aisle and a handsome man waiting for her at the end.


from After The Silence by Louise O’Neill (2020). Very Highly Recommended

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