Book: Fatal Roots
Series: County Cork Mysteries
Author: Sheila Connolly
I've never been one to talk, even though I work in a pub, which is seldom silent. Earlier in my life, when I finished uni, I talked a lot, but there were a few unhappy episodes that all but shut me down. Those are things I rarely talk about.
So I found myself in behind the bar in Sullivan's Pub in the tiny village of Leap in West Cork, and I counted myself as content. I barely knew old Mick, the owner of the place, but he was a friend of my gran's. She lived up the hill a few miles, and though most of my family had given up on me, I made sure to look in on her regularly, and she never lost faith in me. Most of Old Mick's business at the pub was made up of his cronies, and he barely knew whether I was in the pub or not. It suited me, for a while.
|Sullivans (aka Connolly's) in Leap|
A coupla years later she's still in Leap, living in the cottage Old Mick left her and running his pub. I'm working for her now. but Old Mick probably wouldn't recognize his old pub. There's Internet now, and live music on weekends, and we've just built a new kitchen that serves pizza, odd as that seems.
But there's more. When Maura arrived she seemed like a lost puppy, with no friends or relatives, and no plan for her life. She was strong and determined, but she needed help to figure things out, much as I did. It took some time, but somehow we ended up together, and I'll be movin' into the cottage soon to share it with her. That's made me gran happy. It makes me happy too. Maura seems to have found a home for herself here, and I've finally shaken off my past.
Feels a bit odd to be happy.
Fatal Roots will be available from Crooked Lane Books in January 2020.