Four Seasons Dublin ((free))

Conor laughed, a deep, raspy sound. "Right then. Let’s go to work."

Here’s a short story inspired by the four seasons in Dublin. four seasons dublin

December 21st. The solstice. Eleanor walked alone to St. Stephen’s Green. The daffodil’s spot was bare earth now, frozen and dark. She sat on the same bench and pulled out her phone. A message from Fintan: “Meet me at the Christmas market at 5. Bring gloves.” Conor laughed, a deep, raspy sound