William F Kovacic

Manchan's Tale William F Kovacic

"Brigid! Brigid!" He noticed she was no longer breathing. Slowly he moved toward the cottage door. Once again pushing hard against the wind, he looked out over the fields. The christening snow was falling. He remembered his dear Brigid's words. He could hear her say, "Manchan, when each new winter comes, promise me that when you see the christening snow, you'll stop to think of me. Always remember our time together for I will ever be with you." Stepping out into the cold and wet night, Manchan screamed one word. "N o o o . . ." It echoed down the valley to the mountain across the way and back again. He could only deny his belief in the christening snow so long.