Ack! I knew something like this might happen! *chews nails* Okay, maybe not, since I'd have no nails left, but the thought is there!
I must say that I adored this part, because it is so painful and probably true: He wondered if they called him names when he wasn't around: mick, bogtrotter, paddy, mackerel-snapper, potato-eater. He'd heard them use the words before, mocking the immigrants huddled together in their sagging tenements, hanging clotheslines between buildings, wearing the rough homespun of their native Ireland, speaking in the thick accent they thought risible. What would they have said if he'd confronted them? Oh, we don't mean you, Vig. Not you.
It's sad that Grace left, but I'm glad for her at the same time. It's nice to see the siblings finally come to an understanding and no more lies.
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Date: 2013-05-01 06:20 am (UTC)I must say that I adored this part, because it is so painful and probably true:
He wondered if they called him names when he wasn't around: mick, bogtrotter, paddy, mackerel-snapper, potato-eater. He'd heard them use the words before, mocking the immigrants huddled together in their sagging tenements, hanging clotheslines between buildings, wearing the rough homespun of their native Ireland, speaking in the thick accent they thought risible. What would they have said if he'd confronted them? Oh, we don't mean you, Vig. Not you.
It's sad that Grace left, but I'm glad for her at the same time. It's nice to see the siblings finally come to an understanding and no more lies.