Molly Short

“If this land was made by anyone, it would be you. You always had a crucial role. Woodend is the beauty of your making. Our mountain is grey like the freshwater pearls you wore just in case he came home. The wet mud looks like one of your letters to Dad, …”

“It’s pizza Friday and Saoirse won’t be here. The neighbours are coming, so we need to double the batch of dough. Dad says there are four of us and three of them after Mum comes home. But actually not, because Saoirse won’t be here. There are seven …”