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The Goodbye That Finally Set Us Free
I met Daniel on a wet Tuesday evening outside the Abbey Theatre, both of us pretending not to be lost. I was twenty-six, newly moved to Dublin from Galway, carrying a tote…
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I Thought We Had Forever
I met Aoife on a wet Thursday outside Whelan’s, both of us pretending we weren’t waiting for the rain to calm down. She had a paper bag of chips under her coat…
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She Left Without Taking Her Favourite Book
When Maeve moved into my flat in Rathmines, she arrived with two suitcases, a basil plant, and a battered copy of The Country Girls held to her chest like a passport. She…
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The Man Who Never Stopped Waiting
I met him outside Connolly Station on a wet Tuesday in February, the kind of Dublin rain that doesn’t fall so much as settle into your clothes and stay there. I was…
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Our Story Was Beautiful Because It Ended
I met him on a wet Thursday outside the Abbey Theatre, both of us pretending we weren’t lost. He had a paper map in his hand, which I found ridiculous and charming…
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Our Story Was Beautiful Because It Ended
I met Aoife on a wet Tuesday in Stoneybatter, the kind of rain that makes everyone look like they are apologising to the sky. I had ducked into a small café near…
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The Night We Decided to Let Each Other Go
It happened on a wet Thursday in November, the kind of Dublin rain that doesn’t fall so much as settle on you and follow you indoors. We met outside The Long Hall…
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I Found Her Wedding Ring in My Drawer
I found her wedding ring in the bottom drawer of my bedside locker, underneath a packet of old batteries, two bus tickets, and a receipt from a café in Rathmines where we…
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The Wedding Invitation I Never Opened
The envelope arrived on a wet Thursday in Stoneybatter, the kind of Dublin rain that doesn’t fall so much as sit in the air and wait for you. I found it bent…
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She Loved Me in Secret Until It Was Too Late
I met Aoife in a queue outside the Light House Cinema in Smithfield, both of us pretending we understood a French film we had only come to see because it was raining.…
