The flirting came as a surprise as we linked up for the Siege of Ennis. Dancing and weaving, since time began, our eyes and smiles and hearts locked in sunlit shafts in the warm, July, Irish College evening.
Later, we kissed my first kiss, at 14. Whatever happened to my only love?
Freagra. She is married in Perth, is still beautiful, and every St Patrick’s Day in the club when they play the Siege of Ennis, she has to step outside. She closes her eyes and runs her fingers through your soft curl