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Dead Man Talking
Oleh Sean Walsh
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Ireland in the early 80's. No civil divorce. No exit. Cul-de-sac. No way out of a broken marriage...
Shock. Aftershock. Wave after wave... As he comes to realise that his wife has gone, gone for good, he begins to talk - to himself,
to his nine-years-old daughter, to a "local in his local," to a parish sage, to a
solicitor/lawyer, to his Boss at work, to clerics, to a psychiatrist...
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Dead Man Talking - Sean Walsh
DEAD MAN TALKING
Sean Walsh
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Sean Walsh at Smashwords
Copyright (c) 2011 by Sean Walsh
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Hello?.. Patricia?.. Ah-hh… Bearing up, just about…
No word, no?.. No... I was hoping you might have... No…
‘Waited up half the night... Unless she showed during the day?
Well, she has her own key... ‘knows bloody well I’m at work...
Four days now. And nights... Not fair, not a bit fair
on the wee one… Ah, you wouldn’t know, Patricia.
Wasn’t a word out of her getting ready for school –
another morning you couldn’t shut her up...
Oh, she’ll be all right till I get home, it’s just for now...
Look,