“Cá bhfuil tusa ag dul?” arsa mo mháthair liom agus mé in aice an dorais. “Amach” arsa mise. “Ca bhfuil amach?” ar sise. Tá amach an-mhór “Amach ansin,” arsa mise mó mhear á síneadh agam i dtreo na sráide, “tá a fhios agat”. Úrscéal gairid simplí ó údar a thuigeann aigne an déagóra.
“Where are you going?” said my mother to me at the door. “Out,” I said. “Where’s out?” she said. “Out is very big. ”Out there,” I said pointing to the door. “You know.” A short simple novel by an author who understands the mind of the teenager.