lonesome

"It reminds you of Hank Williams singing that song, 'I'm so lonesome I could cry.'"

It took Ireland eight minutes to score at Murrayfield, the nerveless Sam Prendergast enjoying time and space and a penalty advantage to throw a long left-to-right pass to Calvin Nash, all on his lonesome.

Driving around after dark is a lonesome experience, the eerie consequence of what many label a “voluntary” curfew.

On one particular evening, days before Sam’s birthday — a date that looms large in the life of this lonesome duo — Amelia reads from a book she’s never seen before on the shelf.

Shy himself is movingly human — full of vim but also lonesome and afraid.