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Author: Shannon & Rafe
Added: Jun 13 2000Views / Reads: 965 / 676 [70%]Part vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
A displaced Irish lass escapes to her home, and encounters a dark stranger. She runs again, but this time doesn't get far... And the journey begins.
 


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Shannon, Ireland (by Shannon) ---

It was time to get away... college life in the States was getting to be too much for this displaced Irish lass. I had been eagerly anticipating my Spring Break and could not wait to board the plane that would take me back to my home country. It wasn't quite Spring there in Dublin when I arrived. After three days of drizzling cold weather in the city, I had grown restless, like a panther in a cage. Making the situation worse was my family- in an absolute uproar at my separation from my husband.

"Marriage is a promise ya make and ya should be keepin' forever!", my Pa sermonized. A look passed between my Mum and I, a Woman's knowing glance, the child crying out silently from promises broken and security stolen. Aye, but she still considered me to be a disappointment. "Schoolin' in the States has made ya' weak, thinnin' yer stubborn Celtic blood. there are NO quitters in our family", she lamented in disgust. Here I had planned on a week of solitude and contemplation, but saw it was turning out to be filled with bickering and angry words. My parents and soon-to-be ex-husband, who had unexpectedly flown out to meet me on that 3rd day, were all driving me mad, pulling and pushing, attempting to make me fit that old mold of a quiet & mild creature, pure innocence and voiceless. Yes, I was their darlin' Shannon, the despirited, tamed lass without thought nor opinion, the severely coifed Redheaded porcelain doll, that should be kept in a ...

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