She found herself looking about as if she did something wrong, yet the not so timid Irish expatriate stepped onto American soil with a subtle, eyes down hopefulness.
Back… there, was a well made stone and sweat ziggurat that housed an intimidating hulk, a true Skellig Michael man, who neglected at the last possible minute to inform Allie that her daughter might not be dead.
(Photo: Edward Roads)
Written by Edward Roads
Mytwosentences 
That’s even sadder than your previous post! But there’s a story there…
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Your kindness humbles me. Thank You
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I had to look up “Skellig Michael.” Looking forward to reading the rest of the tale.
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I honestly appreciate that. Thank You so much.
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