Excerpt and Slick & Kitty’s Two-Fer Review – March Wind (Wilder Irish #3) by Mari Carr

March Wind is the most powerful story that Mari Carr has written. It was provocative, intense … it was beautiful and fun. It made me smile, it made me cry, it made my heart full and then broke it. ~ Kitty, Guilty Pleasures 

Even if I’d known I would lose Sunday McCormick Collins so early, I would have married that beautiful woman. What we shared is all I’ve ever wanted for my children and my grandchildren. Love isn’t about the happy ending. It’s about the happiness found each and every day you’re together. – Patrick “Pop” Collins

Padraig Collins loves his bartending job at Pat’s Pub, the Baltimore hangout owned by his equally beloved family. He’s young, carefree, filled with starry-eyed hopes and dreams for his future…which are irrevocably thrown off course when patron Mia Curtis comes into the bar, visibly upset. When she leaves in tears, Padraig follows. He hopes to give the young woman comfort and assurance. What he gets in return is a massive dose of reality.

Mia has a ticking time bomb in her head, an inoperable tumor, with a diagnosis of only six months to live. As Padraig lets her cry on his shoulder, listens to her heartbreakingly detail the things she’ll never get to experience, he’s forced to face some hard facts about the way he’s lived his own life up to this point. Meandering through each day as if youth means immortality, and he has all the time in the world.

An evening of soul-searching leads to a life-changing decision—Padraig will help Mia accomplish everything on her bucket list. He won’t let her die with a single regret. But that goal transforms into something far deeper when Padraig falls in love with the courageous woman. His once endless future shrinks to months instead of years, accompanied by a crushing sense of desperation.

Until they realize life isn’t measured in time. It’s measured in moments…

This story will hopefully widen your definition of a traditional happy-ever-after. Not all of us get the luxury of a lifetime…but that doesn’t mean we can’t have a lifetime’s worth of love in the time we’re given.


I am not sure if I can do a review of March Wind justice. Mari Carr always gave us beautiful stories about the Collins Clan but, she outdid herself with March Wind. She gave us a moving, loving, heartbreaking story that shows us what true love is all about. I look back at the books that I have given 5 Star reviews and realized that there aren’t many that could hold a candle to March Wind. A Purest Delight honor doesn’t cover this book. It was just so much more.

I’m not summarizing this story. I can’t. What I can do is tell you what this story did for me. She made me grateful for the love of my family. She made wish that I could tell the people that meant so much to me in my life what they really meant to me. Ms. Carr made me look around and realize that my life may not be perfect but, as long as I live it to the fullest and give my heart fully, I will not regret anything. I want to hug my sons and grandchild and I want them all to read this story to see what unconditional love is about. Padraig and Mia showed me the true meaning of “Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.” They lived life in the moment and with the love of a beautiful family. They made sure everything was memorable and that she didn’t miss one thing in the time that she had. Wishes came true, bucket lists were more than filled. Family gathered, friends were made and love and support was abundant. Could you ask for anything more? We all need to start living our lives this way then maybe, just maybe, we could all start appreciating each other.

Mari Carr took a chance in writing this unconventional love story and I am so glad that she did. Some readers may not see the happily-ever-after but, it’s there. She showed the beautiful side of love and the heartbreaking side of it as well. She showed us that there is more to life than just living it. There are powers greater than us out there but, nothing is more powerful than true love. Padraig and Mia found that and honored us by letting us watch. I have read all of Mari Carr’s stories but, in all honesty, March Wind is the most powerful story that she has written. It was provocative, intense … it was beautiful and fun. It made me smile, it made me cry, it made my heart full and then broke it. But, the Epilogue is what it’s all about, what shows just how powerful Mia’s love for Padraig was. Live for the moment people … don’t let it pass you by.

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Maybe it’s where I am in my life, maybe it’s because I’ve watched family members lose their quality of life as horrible diseases take over their bodies and minds, maybe it’s because I began a quest a couple of years ago to begin knocking things off my own bucket list, but March Wind truly spoke to me. It is absolutely one of the best books I’ve read in a long time and at the top of my favorite reads of 2017. ~ Slick, Guilty Pleasures 

I’m going to be upfront and honest with you, I wasn’t sure I’d be able to get through Mari Carr’s March Wind after reading the description of it. I knew this wasn’t going to be a typical happily ever after story and I am the QUEEN of happily ever after, so I asked another reviewer to read and review it as well so I had back-up if I couldn’t finish it. Did I cry? Absolutely. Did I laugh? Often. Did I sigh? Definitely. Let me be very clear, March Wind is a LOVE STORY of epic proportions with romantic elements and it is absolutely one of the best books I have read in a long time and at the top of my favorite reads of 2017.

When Padraig (Paddy) Collins finds out that Mia Curtis, one of the regulars at his family’s pub, is dying of an inoperable brain tumor and has been given six months to live, Paddy is determined to help her despite not really knowing her well. Her list of things she wants to do is really not that much, and with each passing day Paddy is determined to help her clear her list despite her initial objections.

There was so much I loved about this book, but first and foremost was the way the entire Collins clan rallied around Mia to make sure she lived every single minute she had left in her life. They gave her friendship, a family, support, and most of all love and in the middle of it all was big hearted Paddy. This book is a testament to living life to the fullest because as much as Paddy helped Mia during these months, she helped him see he really hadn’t been living, he’d been existing in his comfortable little bubble. As each and every item is checked off of Mia’s list, both Mia and Paddy experience more love than they’ve ever known and watching them together was both poignant and beautiful.

Maybe it’s where I am in my life, maybe it’s because I’ve watched family members lose their quality of life as horrible diseases take over their bodies and minds, maybe it’s because I began a quest a couple of years ago to begin knocking things off my own bucket list, but this book truly spoke to me. I knew going in it wasn’t going to be a typical romance and that’s why I insist on calling it a love story. Paddy made the ultimate sacrifice to help a friend and found love even knowing it would not last and in doing so he gave Mia the gift of making the most of the life she had left, living every moment, and leaving the world with no regrets. To Mari Carr I say, thank you for not listening to everyone who told you not to write this story, thank you for writing this beautiful love story that rivals the book and movie by that name, and thank you for hopefully showing everyone to make the most of the life they are given because death doesn’t discriminate.

Review copy provided for a voluntary review.

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The massive foyer was lined with huge marble statues. Padraig leaned down and whispered, “You didn’t tell me there was nudie art. I wouldn’t have complained so much.”

Mia giggled. “You’re terrible. Behave yourself.”

They stopped to look at anything that caught their eye. He was surprised to discover how much Mia knew about art.

“I took an art appreciation class online. It was the only course I took that didn’t have a darn thing to do with my associate’s degree. I found so much of it fascinating.”

They walked into one of the galleries and Padraig meandered over to where a large group of people stood, taking photos of a painting. Stepping closer, he read the plaque on the wall and his eyes widened.

Mia caught up, stopping next to him. “What is it?”

“Van Gogh,” he said reverently. “It’s a van Gogh.”

“Oh, I remember studying this in my class. It’s a painting of his actual bedroom.”

“I can’t believe I’m standing in front of an honest-to-God van Gogh painting.”

Mia clasped hands with him, squeezing his. “You made fun, but you’re an art fan too.”

“I didn’t think I was until this moment. I didn’t expect to be so…” He struggled to find a word to describe his sudden rush of emotion. “Excited.Moved.”

“And we haven’t even made our way to the top floor where the rest of the Impressionists are yet. I bet those paintings knock your socks off.”

“Show me,” he said, allowing her to lead the way. They climbed the stairs, making their way to the exhibit that had drawn Mia to the museum to begin with. He’d originally questioned her desire to come to the Musée d’Orsay, as opposed to the more popular Louvre across the river.

Her answer had been Renoir.

Padraig had Googled the artist that night, and he began to understand.

“Wow,” Mia whispered as they entered the large room that housed the paintings of so many famous Impressionists, artists even he’d heard of despite not being a fan of the medium—Monet, Manet, Cézanne, and Degas.

“It’s a Mary Cassatt.” Mia stopped before a large painting of a girl sitting in a garden. “I love the colors of this. Did you know she was a friend ofDegas?”

He shook his head. “Nope. I’m basically a blank slate here.”

She grinned. “That’s kind of what’s great about art. You don’t have to know anything about the artist or the painting. You can simply look at the artwork and decide how it makes you feel.”

Padraig looked back at the Cassatt painting. “Wonder what she’s sewing so intently.”

Mia shrugged. “I don’t know, but I wouldn’t mind spending some time, sitting in the midst of all those flowers. I could do without that long dressthough.”

They continued walking until they stopped before Degas’s “The Ballet Class.”

“It’s just incredible, isn’t it? So many of these paintings were created in the late eighteen-hundreds. To think that something so beautiful could survive a Great Depression, revolutions, wars.”

“Did you ever take a ballet class?” Padraig asked when Mia continued to linger, studying the painting.

She shook her head. “No, but my best friend in middle school was in ballet. My grandma and I went to watch her in a recital once, just a few months before my grandmother died. Grandma said she’d sign me up for dance class the next fall, but it never happened. She got sick, and then…”

She didn’t finish her comment. She didn’t have to. It was clear the painting evoked a memory that made her sad. As he looked around the room, Padraig studied the faces of the visitors rather than the artwork, and he understood. The expressions of the other patrons reflected so many different emotions, from wonder and awe to sadness to joy.

It was time to find a new emotion for Mia. She’d been knee-deep in sadness for too long.



About Mari Carr

Writing a book was number one on Mari Carr’s bucket list and on her thirty-fourth birthday, she set out to see that goal achieved. Too many years later, her computer is jammed full of stories — novels, novellas, short stories and dead-ends and she has nearly eighty published works.

Virginia native, Mari Carr is a New York Times and USA TODAY bestseller of contemporary erotic romance novels. With over one million copies of her books sold, Mari was the winner of the Romance Writers of America’s Passionate Plume award for her novella, Erotic Research.

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