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An Irish Love Storythis story is part of the FanClub (fm:romantic, 2658 words)

Author: maggie2002 Picture in profile
Added: Mar 03 2006Views / Reads: 878 / 684 [78%]Story vote: 9.00 (3 votes)
fate and winning a contest set up together to bring our lovers together, an understanding father who teaches his would be son-in-law how to tame his daughter and some wonderful romantic sex
 


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I was washing the vegetables for dinner, when I heard the car stop outside in the lane. I patted my hair straight and tidied my dress. "Who could possibly be calling, this late in the evening?" I wondered to myself. Well, I will soon enough find out, as the bell pealed.

I hurried to the door, and opened it. There stood Shawn Patrick Callahan, hat in hand, and a woebegone look upon his face. "My Lord, what is it Shawn, that has you looking so sad?" I asked him. He quietly handed me a telegram. Everyone knows that telegrams bring bad news. I backed up, and sat in the chair by the end of the hall, with shaking hands to tear it open.

Waiting a minute, I heard Shawn say "Megan, 'tis hard to read with your eyes closed." I took my courage in hand, opened my eyes, and started to read. First I giggled, like a small school child, and then I laughed out loud, for I was a winner. "Shawn, I have won a contest. I'm to go to Dublin, to be a finalist. The winner to get the prize of 1000 pounds."

Just then, we saw the stream of water, flowing its way from the kitchen. I had forgotten to turn off the faucet. Shawn hurried to do that for me. Afterwards, comfortable together, floor all dried off, we sat down to drink our tea. I offered him some of my best chocolate pound cake and we sat talking of my contest entry. It was a children's story, based on the legend of the glen dragon of Letter Kenney. ...

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