Three old men were sitting on the slash wall of Kilmillick pier with their backs to the sea and their faces to the village and the sun. A light breeze came from the sea behind them, bringing a sweet salt smell of seaweed being kissed by the sun. The village in front was very quiet. Not a movement but the lazy blue smoke curling slantwise from the cabin chimneys. It was early afternoon, Sunday and all the young men and women were in Kilmurrage at a football match. The three old men were telling stories of big fish they had caught in their youth.
KeywordsEarly Afternoon Football Match Palpitate Heart Collect Story Light Breeze
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