The characters belong to Eoin Colfer.
The Wearing of the Green
She'd never particularly liked the drawing-room carpet but it had not been improved by being covered in seemingly gallons of green paint; she had always loved her eldest son but he looked no better for the redecoration either.
"Beckett, what have you done?" Maternal love and tolerance only goes so far and she couldn't keep the annoyance from her voice.
Beckett stared at them in genuine perplexity, two anxious eyes dominating the patriotically coloured face.
"But it's what you wanted!" he wailed.
"What I wanted?"
"Yes. Artemis told me that if we were all much greener Mum would be pleased."
Author's Note: Happy Lá Fhéile Pádraig to you all.
