Going to Church by Nonie McElroy

Going to Church by Nonie McElroy # ‘You taught her well Mammy. You did a great job Siobhan.’ Brigid holds the ivory lace on the sleeve of her dress gently between her thumb and fingers. Its soft texture creating the memory of this moment. Siobhan’s mouth creases in a modest smile but her face glows...

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