“He would scrub the floors on his hands and knees, beat the rugs, wash the windows and pound the bed linen in the tin bath at the outdoor pump. All those heavy chores he knew intimately; his identity lay in… — Christina McKenna Copy Share Image
“The burdens he carried in daytime became the demons he fought at night. He” — Christina McKenna Copy Share Image
“If there was one great benefit to the whole practice of art, it was to focus him in the “now,” where the ugly past… — Christina McKenna Copy Share Image
“She was a dedicated churchgoer, devoted do-gooder, and throbbing artery of village gossip. She sharpened her tongue on the loose lives of others and… — Christina McKenna Copy Share Image
“leaving a chink through which Rose could reach to help build for Jamie a whole, hitherto unimagined future. Chapter four “The doctor will see… — Christina McKenna Copy Share Image
“Those institutions—the so-called “industrial schools,” orphanages and “Magdalene” laundries—were run by certain religious orders in Ireland for the better part of a century, and… — Christina McKenna Copy Share Image
“The fitting room was small and Jamie felt like an elephant in a shoebox.” — Christina McKenna Copy Share Image
“Perhaps, she mused, we never really stop being the children we once were.” — Christina McKenna Copy Share Image
“He would scrub the floors on his hands and knees, beat the rugs, wash the windows and pound the bed linen in the tin… — Christina McKenna Copy Share Image
“How interesting, she mused, that we pick up and repeat the qualities of those closest to us, like walking reflections, whether they be good… — Christina McKenna Copy Share Image
“Gladys. Places, of themselves, were rarely at fault, but rather the people who inhabited them.” — Christina McKenna Copy Share Image
“It took him longer than usual. Every sound—the clanking of the mug as he retrieved it from the crammed sink, the gushing and spitting… — Christina McKenna Copy Share Image