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Mairead knew the Tans weren’t above shooting women- hadn’t they shot a mother in County Galway not a week ago?- but she was skeptical (hopeful, perhaps, was the better word) that such a thing would happen in Dublin. And yet, when she and Aisling were out on Sackville Street, they got caught up with a few young men Mairead recognized as part of the Republican Army, and a gun fired, and Mairead stepped in front of Aisling to protect the older woman from the inevitable stray fire.
A sharp pain in her shoulder threw Mairead to the ground, and a cry escaped her lips. “Aisling!”













