I found this story at The New Yorker website.
The setting is rural Ireland and the narrator is an unnamed girl in her preteens. She is dropped off by her father to her “mother’s people” to stay with them for undetermined amount of town. I think it is her Aunt and Uncle but can’t be sure. Her family is very poor and her mother is pregnant yet again and about to give birth.
She doesn’t have any belonging or clothes with her except for what she is wearing at the time and she is filthy and has lice.
The aunt and uncle treat the girl like one of their own children and she blossoms under their care. They have a secret about why the posses boy’s clothing which, the girl discovers in time.
If I tell you much more, I will give out spoilers. However, trust me, this is an excellent story. It is well written with great character development, especially for a short story. It had me crying in the end. Go read it here. Winner of the Davy Byrnes Memorial Prize.
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Sounds fantastic. I’m off to read it now. Here’s a link to my short story post today: TexasRed Books
The way you describe it sounds like a very typical Irish story– not that that’s a bad thing.
The New Yorker seems to have far more hits than misses with their short story offerings don’t they?
By the way, I invite you to leave a link to the post over at The Book Mine Set.
TexasRed I hope you enjoy it as much as I did. I’m off to read your post.
John, I have read some really good stories in the New Yorker. I have read a few duds as well. I do agree that the there are more good stories than bad there.
I always leave a link to my short story posts on your site, I just hadn’t had time to do it until now. I was away for the weekend and had this post scheduled to post.
This sounds like a good one. The New Yorker doesn’t disappoint very often… I’m falling way behind and they’re piling up on me again!
I just finished reading this story. It was Excellent, with a capital E. I had tears in my eyes by the end. Thanks so much for suggesting Foster.
JoAnn, I wish I had time to read and review more short stories.
Margot, I knew you would love this story. It had your name written all over it. LOL!