Bara Cailín 2: 48 ‘a tune that wasn’t from this world’
Everywhere he looked Mac could only see faces staring blankly as they recited the lyrics to a song that none of them had ever known before.
People sang with gusto. They punched the air. They rocked from side to side in time to a tune that wasn’t from this world. Children sat on the shoulders of adults and waved.
Inteachán stood small beside Mac. She felt lost and alone.
Mac was deep in thought and when Inteachán looked up at him she could see he was crying.