Ciaran Francis O'Melia

She recalls in times past, early in the morning before all the house woke, she would look at him lying beside her, his face soft and child like, his breathing steady and even, not a mean bone in his body, angelic. ..................... [He] takes the collection and looks into the chairman's face for some time, thinking of some words, something wise and manly, something that the crowd will understand, that will recognize how much he appreciates their generosity, it's nearly all too much for...

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