Gráinne (2015)
“‘Well, here’s a change,’ he says. ‘How are we now?’ He wears a sage-green sweater this bright morning, neat green slacks.
The patient turns. ‘Fine,’ he says. ‘I never thought to be doing this again.’ He packs a pipe with care, lights up. Air conditioning whirls the smoke away. He lies back in the chair. ‘Not quite what I was used to,’ he says, ‘but very good. Do you make your own tobacco?’ The other nods. ‘Something like that,’ he says.
The patient considers. ‘I know you,’ he says final...ly. ‘We met before; you kept a bookshop once, down by the Green.’ ‘What Green was that?’ ‘There’s only one Green, in Dublin.’ ‘Was that on your first visit?’ ‘I only ever made one.’ He lays the pipe aside. ‘I wanted something on Old Irish. You said you’d much prefer to study the Old Faith. That there was too much bullshit talked by half, about religion.’ The girl comes in, the nurse. She smiles a greeting, busies herself at the sink.MoreLess
The patient turns. ‘Fine,’ he says. ‘I never thought to be doing this again.’ He packs a pipe with care, lights up. Air conditioning whirls the smoke away. He lies back in the chair. ‘Not quite what I was used to,’ he says, ‘but very good. Do you make your own tobacco?’ The other nods. ‘Something like that,’ he says.
The patient considers. ‘I know you,’ he says final...ly. ‘We met before; you kept a bookshop once, down by the Green.’ ‘What Green was that?’ ‘There’s only one Green, in Dublin.’ ‘Was that on your first visit?’ ‘I only ever made one.’ He lays the pipe aside. ‘I wanted something on Old Irish. You said you’d much prefer to study the Old Faith. That there was too much bullshit talked by half, about religion.’ The girl comes in, the nurse. She smiles a greeting, busies herself at the sink.MoreLess
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