Love, Rosie (218 page)

ble;
they
go
to
discos
every
Friday
night
in
the
GAA
club
near
where
he
lives.

He’s
a
real
GAA
man
and
plays
hurling
for
the
Dublin
minors.
In
fact
we’re

going
to
see
Dublin
v.
Meath
in
Croke
park
on
Sunday.
It’s
tricky
for
me

because
I
obviously
don’t
have
a
car
nor
can
drive
so
I
sometimes
put
Ruby

on
driving
duties.
She
calls
it
Driving
Ms.
Lazy.
John’s
mother
is
a
very
nice

lady
though
and
she’s
kind
enough
to
collect
Katie
and
drop
her
home
some

weeks.
I
haven’t
seen
or
heard
much
of
Toby
but
I
met
his
mother
at
the

school
when
she
was
dropping
off
her
youngest
and
she
told
me
he
was
act-

ing
more
or
less
the
same
as
Katie
with
his
new
love,
Monica.

I
never
dated
when
I
was
fourteen.
The
youth
of
today
are
really
chang-

ing
.
.
.
(I
sounded
SO
OLD
there!)
OK,
OK
mum
I
can
hear
you
fuming

from
here,
I
did
become
pregnant
at
the
age
of
eighteen
without
having
a
job

or
education
or
man
and
almost
gave
you
a
nervous
breakdown,
but
in
some

love,
rosie

327

countries
of
the
world
that’s
old,
so
you
should
thank
your
lucky
stars
that
I

didn’t
get
started
even
sooner.

Kevin
called
up
for
the
weekend;
he
brought
his
girlfriend
with
him.
She’s

very
sweet
but
I
don’t
know
what
she
sees
in
Kevin.
Did
you
know
that

they’ve
been
going
out
for
a
year
now?
Honestly
that
brother
of
mine
is
so

secretive;
you
practically
have
to
beat
the
information
out
of
him.
You
never

know,
there
could
be
more
wedding
bells
in
the
air
for
the
Dunne
family!
Tell

Dad
to
get
that
dirty
old
tuxedo
out
of
the
attic
and
to
brush
the
cobwebs
and

mothballs
off
in
preparation.
He’ll
be
happy
to
know
he
won’t
have
to
walk

down
the
aisle
this
time.
(Honestly
he
had
me
nervous
at
my
wedding!)

As
for
my
North
Strand
Palace,
we
might
as
well
have
no
windows
here

at
all
for
all
the
wind
they
let
in.
It’s
so
cold
and
windy
tonight,
the
rain
is

pelting
off
the
windows.
That
lamppost
from
outside
shines
directly
into
this

flat,
if
only
it
could
be
moved
a
bit
to
the
right
then
it
could
annoy
Rupert

instead.
Although
it
does
save
me
money
on
the
electricity.
I’m
half-

expecting
Gene
Kelly
to
be
standing
outside
dancing
around
with
his

umbrella.
Why
is
it
movies
can
make
everything
look
fun?