By Philip Casey
Set in modern Dublin, this...is the tale of Tess and Mungo, traditional humans whose lives develop into intertwined after an opportunity assembly on a bridge. the connection that develops extends the horizon in their lives at the dole, suffering from childrens, jam-packed with sexual longing, and hungry for objective. a unique approximately love and parenthood, hope and fraility, ""stunningly honest and completely pitched."" - Colm Toibin.
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She took a deep breath and joined him. `I like the music,' he said. ' He turned her around, slowly, which was pleasing, but she could feel the tremor in his hands. He looked into her eyes as if he was in great turmoil, or needing to know what she was up to, if she was playing with him or if this was real, and she hoped he wouldn't ask. He kissed her, and she put her tongue into his mouth, but he pulled away, waited a moment, and started again. It seemed he only wanted her lips, and she went along with it, beginning to enjoy herself.
Her breasts were small, with thick nipples which she considered ugly, and she was convinced they had lost their firmness. No fear of her tits fascinating men! Not that she cared. They seemed to retreat from the cold and were suddenly covered in goose pimples. She looked at her belly which was still slim but its skin was somehow slack, and blemished, as she thought of it, with the wrinkles of an ancient. She looked farther down at her bush, and closed the blankets about her and towelled her hair again.
Ah ... let me see. ' -38 - `Of course. Yes, I remember now. I had a breakfast and stayed on in the cafe over several cups of black coffee. Two Guardia came in and stood at the bar, drinking coffee, but didn't pay me any heed. ' He grinned. `By this time it was almost mid-morning, so I dodged down a side street and ended up in a chapel with a golden altar. ' Tess interjected, alarmed. `Well, I could have sworn it was herself, in person. ' `Oh. ' `I suppose so. But it didn't stop me feeling a bit weird in its presence.
The Fabulists by Philip Casey