Animate and full of spirits

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By Owen Bullock


As the night, as the Chapel when you thought it housed a ghost. As the hedge where he lurked to scare you. Where the other brother stepped on a snake. For ever after, these are the scare places. You called out “Nee-al!!!” in two long syllables at the pub and he jumped as if his father summoned him from some long dead country, the boy who had not tended the well.