Deirdre Martin - Straight Up
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STRAIGHT UP
Deirdre Martin
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Ireland is a good place to get lucky...
Even a man on the run can enjoy the thrill of the chase...
After getting on the bad side of New York's Irish mob, Liam O'Brien thought he could weather the storm back in Ireland. Working as a bartender in his parent's old village of Ballycraig, he's not looking for any trouble. But he could use a bit of fun.
Aislinn McCafferty has already been scorned by a man once at the wedding altar. Now, any man who tries to woo her is quickly and coldly dispatched. The unknowing Liam soon learns this the hard way - and is immediately intrigued.
Eagerly accepting a wager from the pub's owner, Liam begins a determined pursuit of the stubborn and beautiful Aislinn, who in turn uses all of her wiles to rid herself of the charmingly determined Yank. But neither of them expects this donnybrook of the sexes to turn into an unlikely love...
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STRAIGHT UP
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Dedication
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In memory of Pat O'Shea.
the best Irish storyteller I ever knew.
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Acknowledgments
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Mark and Rocky, my main men. Jane, for making our trip to Ireland fabulous fun. My wonderful agent, Miriam Kriss, and my equally wonderful editor, Kate Seaver. Binnie Braunstein, Dee Tenorio, Eileen Buchholtz, and Jeff Schwartzenberg. The Actors Workshop of Ithaca and Wingspace Theatre Company for helping to keep me sane. Mom, Dad, Bill. Allison, Beth, Dave, Tom, Ken, and Brak.
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The Yank, the Yank, the Yank. For the past two weeks, all Aislinn heard every time she ventured into Ballycraig from the farm was that there was a handsome American in town, working as a bartender at the The Royal Oak. They said he was the nephew of Bridget and Paul OBrien, two of the nicest people in town, and the dirt was that he was from New York City and was supposedly on the lam from the Irish mob. The Yank, the Yank, the Yank. Aislinn decided it was time to check out the specimen herself.
She took her battered old truck into town rather than ride her bike, since a gentle rain was falling. Last time shed chanced a bike ride in a light rain, the drizzle had turned into an all out, pelting downpour. She was in no mood to find herself cycling back home drenched to the bone, clothes pasted to her like a cold, second skin. No mood at all.
Aislinn had to park down Kennealy Way, one of Ballycraigs narrow, cobbled back alleys, since all the parking spots on the high street street were taken. There may have been only 3,000 people in the village, but from the looks of it, all of them were crammed into Oak tonight. There was no other place to go for a pint, unless you wanted to drive the twenty miles to Cross Haven. But none of the pubs there were as nice as the Oak, and besides, who wanted to bend the elbow with strangersnot that Aislinn had any intention of lingering. No. It would be in for a quick whiskey and then home for a good nights sleep. Tomorrow was going to be a busy day, checking the fence lines to make sure none of her flock could escape.
Aislinn entered the pub, hanging her barn jacket on the row of pegs immediately inside the door. As shed expected, every seat and table were taken. The flickering glow of the fireplace created a sense of intimacy, and as always, the mood was jovial, thick with the feel of kinship and a shared need to relax. She checked her watch: it was still a bit too early for everyone to be in their cups or for the singing to begin. A few of the other farmers sitting round a knotted old table near the fire nodded to her, and she nodded back. That was extent of farmer conversation, which was fine with her.
Aislinn walked the wide, battered wooden planks of the floor and made her way to the bar, ignoring Fergus Purcell, David Shiels, and Teague Daly, Ballycraigs holy trinity of arseholes. As boys, theyd made her school years hell, always teasing her about being a tomboy and for wanting to be a sheep farmer just like her Da. It took years before she realized it was anger that drove their taunting. She could outplay any of them in football, and when God doled out brains, shed been far ahead of them in line. Anyway, from the time shed started giving boys the time of day, shed only had eyes for Connor McCarthy. More fool her.
Well, well, said Fergus, a slip of a man who fancied himself a comedian. Look whos here. Lady Muck has decided to grace us with her presence.
Youre not joking when you say the word muck, David added. Look at them wellies. Caked with mud, they are. The threesome laughed.
Aislinn chuckled along with them, even as she fantasized running the three of them down when the eejits staggered home after closing.
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