![]() ![]() ![]() And with each summer I spent with him in these enchanted woods, he became so much more.īut when I return to Glenshire as an adult, grieving and engaged to someone else, all those legends quickly turn into nightmares. ![]() He was kind, beautiful, special and hurtful. But when he warned me about the mute child that he also lurked in these woods and that the same priest had declared the spawn of Satan, I refused to listen to him. Or how they sparkled mischievously as he told me stories of the magical creatures that lived in the woods behind his humble Irish sheep farm: shy fairies who liked to eat tea biscuits, cruel witches who liked to eat children, a cranky sea sprite with a penchant for expensive gifts.Īs a child, he believed every fantastic word. I don’t remember if my grandfather’s eyes were blue or green, but I’ll never forget how they crinkled at the corners when he laughed at one of his own jokes. From the Wall Street Journal bestselling author of 44 chapters about 4 men (inspiration for one of the most-watched Netflix series of all time) comes a dark mob romance steeped in Irish folklore. ![]()
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