| It was just like Aunt Eulalie's "As long... 843 |
[Feb. 12th, 2010|04:03 am] |
It was just like Aunt Eulalie's "As long as you're going shopping, would you just pick up something for me?" Somehow she never remembered to pay for whatever it was, and Scarlett would bet Colum's Irish friends would turn out just as forgetful "Tell me more about Ireland," she saidThere was plenty of coffee left in the pot"Ah, it's a rare beautiful island," said Colum softlyHe talked with love in his lilting voice about green hills crowned with castles, of rushing streams rimmed with flowers and leaping with fish, of walking between fragrant hedgerows in misty rain, of music everywhere, of a sky |
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