Irish Linen: A Nuala Anne McGrail Novel (Nuala Anne McGrail Novels)
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Well, she knows better, but deep down in her bronze-age Irish soul, she's still convinced she did something wrong. We conceived you in a memorable night of orgy so that she'd finally get it right and we'd also have a neatly balanced family, two boys and two girls, which appeals to her accountant's love of order. I shouldn't mention it to you but I will. She knew your gender and that it would be an untroubled pregnancy at least a month before your conception.
Irish Linen: A Nuala Anne McGrail Novel
I don't know how she does that and I don't want to know. Hungry again. I offered him one of the bottles of milk that I had stockpiled for him. As his mother would have said, he destroyed it altogether and discarded the bottle like a fifteen-year-old male would discard a beer can. He then closed his eyes like he was thinking seriously about sleep.
I glanced out the window and considered Sheffield Avenue, which on this mild, wet, and dark April morning looked like a set for a horror film. Everything--trees, lawns, homes, the church and school--was dank and barren, foghovered just above the church steeple, it seemed, and drizzle was touching the ground with its faint hint of corruption. I imagined I could even smell corruption, the corruption of an old graveyard. My lust for her varies from intense most of the time, to mild and that only after she's exhausted me in bed.
If your man Freud is right, you feel the same way about her.
Well, she's mine, do you hear! The little terrorist needs an afternoon nap to replenish her energies. The two of you would thus be asleep and your mother and I would have the house to ourselves until the older kids return from St. Josephat's school across Sheffield Avenue. I could take advantage of that situation to fuck her right and proper as they say in her native land I shouldn't have been singing it. The lullaby was my wife's. Nevertheless, even in my whiskey tenor voice not created by drinking whiskey, which I rarely do and only when me spouse wants the two of us to have a splasheen before we progress to other matters , it puts Patjo to sleep for a long time.
I tend to gasp and blink every time I see her, a mix of desire and adoration which has been with me ever since I first saw her in O'Neill's pub just off College Green in Dublin. I have other plans! Fiona, our elder wolfhound, rose up from her own afternoon nap and padded down to the nursery while Maeve ambled into the master bedroom where Patjo still ruled. I never understood how the two dogs divided their child protection responsibilities. In a very few minutes Nuala Anne returned to my office, several buttons on the front of her suit open and a robe draped over her arm.
Very gently I claimed her in my arms. She leaned against me and sighed loudly, "Well, if you want to fuck me, I suppose, I have to let you do it. However, privately she reverts to the West of Ireland traditions when we're alone. You look at me that way and don't I want to take off all me clothes? Most of the undressing is left to me. I had learned early in our marriage that there was no upper limit to the amount of foreplay my wife could absorb.
Och, Dermot leave some for poor Patjo My Nuala was not one of your hefty, slow-moving classical goddesses like Juno. Rather she was a slender, quick-flowing powerful goddess like the River Shannon. She was also determined that four pregnancies would not change her figure, a goal which both genes and rigorous exercise sustained. Nor will I give you any of the details of our little afternoon romp, except that we were improving through the years at the signs and the signals, the constantly changing art of the rhythms and the negotiations and the strategies a husband and a wife, if they're sensitive to one another, slowly acquire.
Or she with me. I'm old enough now to know better, but I haven't changed me mind. The subject would soon change to my readings. Och, didn't you have to pay a price for everything? Yet she gave me five more minutes of gentle caresses beforeit was time to get down to business. Then she bounded off the couch on which I had taken her and threw on her pale green robe. She folded her suit and her lingerie in a neat little pile on my desk.
Series: Nuala Anne McGrail
Me wife has a couple of dozen different personae, from one to the other of which she moves with the speed of light--this time from the sexual playmate to the serious scholar. I couldn't move that fast, even among my far more limited repertory of masks. So I had to look away from her green robe and disarrayed hair and concentrate on me Germany against England and France--and Russia.
Germany started it and then restarted it.
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The Austrians used the assassination of Franz Ferdinand and his wife as an excuse to slap Serbia down. The Germans thought it provided an excellent excuse to try out their plan for mobilization of their armed forces, a plan which predicted that on M Day plus thirty they would be in Paris. Such was their contempt for the military ability of the French that they saw no reason to take them into account. Get your troops on the trains, send them to the front, push across Belgium, and that was that.
They had beaten up the French forty-four years before and figured that there was no reason why they couldn't do it again. Both they and the Austrians were convinced that the war would be over in two months, regardless of what the Russians did. To put frostingon their cake, an outnumbered German army in East Prussia wiped out the Russian forces. The Germans pulled back, both sides dug trenches and the war settled into bloody attrition for the next three and a half years. All in all, these are good mysteries.
They are written well also although I was surprised at the level of eroticism considering the series is by a priest. In each book,the couple solves at least one older often ancient mystery and a current-time mystery that are slightly connected as well as work through a crisis in their relationship I've truly liked the books of this series. In each book,the couple solves at least one older often ancient mystery and a current-time mystery that are slightly connected as well as work through a crisis in their relationship or,in the later novels,family life. Jan 10, Susan Phelan added it.
Love the Irish voice.
The two mail characters were fun, if a little too perfect. Payoff in the end fell kind of flat. But I did enjoy it enough to read the others in the series if I run into them. Greeley knows SO much about Irish history that it's hard to follow at times. Fortunately, his characters are so much fun, it's worth the concentration to keep up. I love Galway, so the setting was a major plus. I haven't read anything by him in so long, I had forgotten about the overlapping stories -- maybe I need to go back and re-read some of his other works! View 1 comment. Aug 10, Beth rated it really liked it.
Series should be read in order. All about Chicago, Catholicism, Irish immigrants, families, etc. Not excellent, but I read them all, because someone gave them all to me. Each book has an "inside" story about Irish history contained within, my least favorite part of each book, so that I very often skipped those parts Nov 08, Blair T rated it it was ok.
I was disappointed in this book. It just never got off the ground and there was no edge to the mystery. The greatest mystery of the book was whether the lead characters would finally have an all-out, no holds barred shag. That they did was no surprise, but neither was much else in the book. I won't be looking to read any other Nuala Anne epics. Apr 13, Lawrence rated it did not like it. There is some Irish history hidden in this book somewhere, mostly about "The Troubles".
Andrew M. Greeley obsessed with sex and foul language. I don't know why he became a man of the cloth. I would not recommend this book. Apr 05, Christopher rated it really liked it Shelves: irish , fiction , mystery , romance , history.
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I really do enjoy the Nuala Anne mysteries. They're quite different than the typical fare out there, and when you add in all the Irish history and stories as well as the ribald humour , Andrew M. Greeley's books always make for a simply fabulous read. Dec 02, Pat Baratta rated it really liked it. Greeley is another great writer and. These novels are all enjoyable. You can't wait for the next one to come out.
I read some bad book but I could not make myself finish this one. The story jumped around so much I could not follow it. May 05, Carol rated it really liked it.