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imageI DIDN’T realize it was so much fun. Sure, didn’t me ma just about say that? But I thought it was terrible hard work. And it wasn’t at all, at all! It was terrible scary at first, and then when I kind of gave up hiding and abandoned meself it was just like an airplane taking off, no effort at all, at all. I just sort of soared into the sky and rode the clouds.

Me man is a grand man altogether, and I thank You for him. I almost said that he doesn’t deserve me. But he thinks he does … and I wouldn’t say this to anyone else but You. … I’m beginning to think I’m not all that bad a wife at all, at all!

Nuala Anne great in bed!

Who would ever have thought it!

I want to squeal with joy!

And we’ll get better at it, too. Like himself says, it won’t be that good all the time, but it will always be good and sometimes even better!

I almost died of pleasure!

I used to say that I believe You existed, but I didn’t think You gave a good shite about us, meaning me. I never really meant that, but I’m sorry for saying it I’ve always known You loved, but I could never understand why. So you send Dermot Michael as Your representative. Now I know You love me for the same reason he does.

I’m afraid to say it, but I will anyhow.

You love me because I’m lovable.

There, I’ve said it and I’m glad. I hope You’re glad, too.

Every time I think about all the things toe did to each other I shiver with delight!

Mother Augusta, I know that somehow you are here with us. Not out in that grave but here in the house that was yours. You love us. You wanted us to come here. You want us to tell your story. It looks like I will have two lovers at the same time. Help me to give both of them whatever they want from me.

I’ll call me ma in the morning. I won’t say anything but she’ll know from the tone of me voice.

Thank You again.

We played with each other like two little puppies. Wasn’t it grand fun! Brilliant!

I’m not a prim and proper wife at all!

I’m a grand and glorious wife!

Nuala Anne good in bed! I still can’t believe it.

But I do believe it.

Will we be able to do it again?

What if we can’t?

That’s silly.

I tell You what, if You don’t mind I’ll wake the poor man up and we’ll do it all again. You don’t have to go away. I don’t mind You watching.

You’ll watch anyway.

Dear God, the fire is burning in me again! Worse than ever!

Well, I’ll just pull the sheet off him and roll over on him like this and then go mad.

I love You.