There once was a poor Irish man who wasnt to well off but he was happy generally and spent a decent amount of time in the bar. For a living he was a fisherman and never really caught much but he caught enough to eat and sell some for cash. One day after his day of fishing and going to the market to trade he went to the tavern to get some drink and talk to the towns people and tell stories for he was known for them. In middle of a story he looked over his shoulder out one of the tavern windows and saw a girl at the window. She had copper hair and was clothed in rags. The man noticed her eyes seemed heavy and her body slump and then she fell face first on to the ground. The man got up quickly and went out side and picked her up in his arms. She couldnt have been older then 25 around his age. He brought her inside and with the last of his coin he got some water and a warm biscuit. He slightly shook the girl and she awoke with a start. She was surprised to be in the tavern and then she noticed the biscuit and grabbed it and devoured it while in her seat. The man chuckled slightly and asked her her name. With a mouth full of biscuit she smiled and said Lou. The man smiled and cocked his head side ways and asked how she got that name and she replied with a shrug. The man looked her up and down then asked why she was in such bad condition and she whispered in his ear according to the church she was a witch then she laughed aloud. The mam chuckled sense he himself wasnt to religious and belived witches a hoax. She was explaining to him how her family had thrown her out when a burly man came behind the fisher and clasped his hand on his shoulder and questioned what she was doing in here. The fisher replied saying she was a beautiful young woman in need of help and the burly man replied in anger that she is a witch and unwelcome in the tavern. At this the fisher stood up and took the girls hand who was frightened and gestured towards the door. Before they got out the door the burly man yelled and called the girl a whore and a bitch at this the fisher turned and smiled at the girl and told her to wait out side for him. The girl wanted him to just leave but he insisted and the girl waited outside. All she heard was a handful of loud thuds a shout and the fisher came back out smiling a little unbalanced and with a cut above his eye on his forhead. The girl rushed over to him and looked over his shoulder into the bar and noticed the burly gentleman was sitting in a chair spitting blood and a few teeth in front on the table infront of him. The fisher asked if she wanted to join him and go back to his place it wasnt the most lavish but it was all right. She nodded and they left and made it to his three room shack that had a bed large enough for two but he offered it to the girl and he slept on the floor. The next morning he awoke and the girl had taken a few rags and was tending to his wound. He smiled and thanked her. She rolled her eyes and smiled and called him an dumbass. The fisher tried to get up but couldnt do to a shooting pain in his chest. The girl lightly pressed him back down and told him he had fractured a few ribs and needed rest. The man argued but listened and told her that he had some clothes in the chest in the corner near the furnace that might fit her. After she changed into some of his clothes she cooked him some food and gave it to him and helped him eat it. This went on for about a week and the fisher and girl became extremely close. Eventually when the fisher was better he started fishing again and told the girl she could live with him. Of course when he did this he was redder then the hair atop his own head and she just smiled and kissed his cheek and said thank you. The girl ended up knowing how to sew and weave so the man used the cash he made from fishing and bought material for her to sew and she made clothes that he and she would sell. No one called her a witch or whore anymore when she went into town except for once when the clergy man came to town and was shouting obseenities. The burly man from before stepped between the girl and the Clergy man and slammed the clergy man into the ground. He turned around and shook the smiling fishers hand grinning. As time went on the fisher and the girl got married and had two kids. They raised these kids on what little they could but where able to educate them and save a little. Whith those savings they bought the tavern and lived there where they sold drink and food for all who wanred it. As they grew old together the man telling stories and the girl listening intently every time
they came to realize that if it wasnt for the tavern they so dearly loved they would've never met. So when they finally passed on there tombstones they had "Drunken Grá" the name of the tavern engraved on them.
