Love, Rosie (272 page)

Connemara.
May
she
rest
in
peace.

“Ar
dheis
lamh
De
go
raibh
a
anam
uasal.”

This
is
the
Last
Will
dated
the
10th
day
of
September,
2000,
of

ALICE
DUNNE

HEREBY
REVOKING
all
former
Wills
and
Testamentary
Disposi-

tions
made
by
Alice
Dunne.

If
my
husband
survives
me
by
thirty
days
I
Give,
Devise,
and

Bequeath
the
whole
of
my
estate
to
him
and
appoint
him
my
execu-

tor.
If
my
husband
does
not
survive
me
by
thirty
days
the
following

provisions
shall
apply:

1.
I
Appoint
Rosie
Dunne
(hereinafter
called
“my
Trustee”)
to
be

executrix
and
trustee
and
appoint
her
trustee
for
the
purposes
of
the

Settled
Land
Acts,
Conveyancing
Acts
and
Section
57
of
the
Succes-

sion
Act.

2.
I
Give,
Devise,
and
Bequeath
to
my
Trustee
the
whole
of
my
estate

upon
trust
to
sell
the
same
(with
power
to
postpone
such
sale
in

whole
or
in
part
for
such
time
as
they
shall
think
fit)
and
to
hold
the

same
or
the
proceeds
of
sale
thereof
on
the
following
trusts
.
.
.

You
have
an
instant
message
from:
STEPH

Steph:

Rosie:

How’s
my
baby
sister
holding
up?

Oh
hi
Steph.
I’m
not
sure.
There’s
an
eerie
silence
in
my
world
these

days.
I
find
myself
switching
on
the
TV
and
the
radio
just
to
fill
the

background.
Katie
had
to
head
back
to
work;
people
have
stopped

ringing
and
calling
around
to
offer
their
sympathies.
Everything
is

calming
down
now
and
I’m
left
with
this
silence.

I’m
not
quite
sure
what
to
do
with
myself
on
my
days
off
now.
I’m
so

used
to
hopping
on
the
bus
and
traveling
over
to
Mum
in
the
west.

400

Cecelia
Ahern

Life
is
strange
now.
Before
even
when
she
lay
in
bed
looking
frail
and

weak
she
still
managed
to
make
me
feel
safe.
Mothers
do
that
don’t

they?
Their
very
presence
can
help.
And
even
if
I
ended
up
mothering

her
in
the
final
days,
she
still
was
taking
care
of
me.
I
miss
her.

Steph:

I
do
too
and
at
the
oddest
times
too.
It’s
only
when
you
get
back

to
the
normal
routine
of
life
that
you
really
feel
it.
I
keep
on
hav-

ing
to
remind
myself
that
when
the
phone
rings
it’s
not
her.
Or

when
I
get
a
free
moment
in
the
day
I
pick
up
the
phone
to
call
her

and
then
I
remember
that
she’s
not
there
to
call.
It’s
such
an
odd

feeling.