She patted his cheek, happy to see him so complacent. They got to the house, she ate, and only after she was full, had dabbed the napkin at her lips and dropped it on her plate did she turn to him.
"I've thought long and hard about what you did, George. But as I see it.. it was because of your brother. And the whole him thinking sexual thoughts. So I will give you two choices as to what your punishment will be. The first is I castrate him." to her this was the simplest solution, it solved the 'problem' Irish had permanently and was painful enough to suit her needs.