URN BURIAL (unlocated) in Ballyhamage

Melted butter dripped through a wooden chamber, fat streaking the walls while a child watched from the doorway. The woman pulled back the flap, lifted the chafing dish and carried it to the copper sink. She scraped the residue into a bowl, rinsed the tray until it ringed clean, then hung it on its nail. The kitchen smelled of heat and cream instead of burn, and the child returned to the table with both hands clutching a warm roll.