With the whir of her camera shutter blending with the sound of her heart beating, Brooke focused on her most enigmatic subject to date. Marshall Anthony stood as regal and proud as the beautiful peregrine on his arm and his amazing green eyes seemed ...
“An interesting and distinctive read . . . yet another barometer of the current health of the Irish short story.” -- Evening Herald
The short story is one of Ireland’s national treasures, and within these pages are some of its finest pract...