At the end there was a beginning, and then the circle must return. There would always be a beginning.
The damaged peat bog Celtic cross she had found at the ancient monastic site in Athlone was probably hundreds, if not around a thousand years old and she’d felt something strange when she touched it.
When Jack Gruffydd reads the strange advertisement for a psychic he is intrigued enough to answer the odd call for help. After several phone calls and emails, Jack finally flies to Ireland however is greatly disturbed by a peculiar sense of recognition and foreboding on meeting the very elusive and charming Kate.
When he touches the ancient cross, fear crosses Jack’s heart and time forces its weight upon him as it has done many times before. This time is different, though. This time, he understands.
Jack and Kate are about to discover that they have a history.
Black Irish is a short story prologue to the Conwy series.