Me and my sisters, by Sinéad Moriarty

I read this book on the recommendation of a patron whose two-word justification: “She’s Irish!” apparently explained everything – meaning that  because the author is Irish, this is a really good story, obviously very humorous, as well as heart-rending. I couldn’t not read it. When I first started out I was highly skeptical, as it... Continue Reading →

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