Saint Patrick ☘
12 October 2012 @ 06:12 pm
 
Finally.

Abortion is still illegal in the Republic, and women from there who want an abortion have to travel to England or Wales. I'm pleased Northern Ireland has taken this step, though I worry about the people who work in the clinic and those who will utilise it.

I hope Padraig is looking after things there. This is a step in the right direction.

He says, knowing that the church would murder him for it and this will come back to bite him in the ass. The Church always did hate it when I stood up for the rights of women. As if it was some kind of foreign concept. Absolutely ridiculous.
 
 
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Saint Patrick ☘
31 August 2012 @ 12:45 am
 
Patrick has no idea George's contacts have located Joey. While he has his fears, he has no confirmation his friend has been taken by Lucifer. He is safely in Washington with Clio and Ella where he can avoid all the horrible things waiting for him back in New York City.

In fact, being in Washington with Clio is the first time Patrick has managed not to think about his breakup for an entire day. Here with is best friend and goddaughter, everything seemed fine and whole and perfect. Clio has a way of calming him and making him feel so much better without even trying.

Patrick had taken a nap during the day and so when Ella woke up in the middle of the night, Patrick had gone to be with her, letting Clio sleep. He had changed her and when she is clean and fed, he sits with her in his lap. Her tiny fingers curl in his hair and he grins at her.
My lovely little girl, he coos. I am going to protect you. Your goddaddy is going to make sure no one hurts you. And I'll protect your mommy too, because she's pretty special. Ella babbles at him and giggles when he makes strange faces at her. Patrick presses kisses to her hair. She's innocent and unaware how horrible the world can be and Patrick hopes that lasts for a good, long while. Come on, Ellaroo. I'll read you a story and then you can go back to sleep. I can sing you a song! Would you like that? Singy song! He stands and finds a book to read, perfectly content with the feeling of domesticity it gives him.
 
 
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