title: Celtic Night: A Fifteen-Year-Old Girl's Modern Retelling of Shakespeare's A Midsummer Night's Dream
author:  Bridget O'Dwyer 
description: <div><P style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none">"Has the brat-pack appeal of movies of the 1980s such as <I>Pretty in Pink</I> or <I>Sixteen Candles</I>, and should entertain its intended audience."&#160; &#151;<I>Borrowers and Lenders, The Journal of Shakespeare and Appropriation</I></P></div>
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  ## Contents
  
  
  
  
  
  [The Amersham Rubies](part0001.html#fm01)
  
  
  
  
  
  [Excerpt: _Time of Fog and Fire_](part0002.html#fm02)
  
  
  
  
  
  [Other Books by Rhys Bowen](part0007.html#text)
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
    
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  County Mayo, Ireland, in the last years of the 19th Century.
  
  
  “Liam’s got a message for you.” My youngest brother Malachy burst in through
  our cottage door, bringing with him a great gust of wind that sent ashes
  swirling in the grate and threatened to put out the peat fire.
  
  
  “Not another. Who is it from this time?” I asked. “Not that awful Ted
  Shaughnessy again.” Several boys in the village had been pestering me to go to
  the midsummer’s eve dance with them, but they were all clod hopping louts,
  having never read a book in their lives and interested only in girls and beer.
  Every night I prayed that I’d find a way out of this place and wouldn’t end up
  married to one of them.
  
  
  “Not Ted Shaughnessy,” Malachy looked back at the open door. “Tell her, Liam.”
  
  
  The two older boys sauntered in, 