girls had made a wonderful
breakfast.
“You, up,” Deirdre pointed at me. “You will not sit
at my table covered in dirt. You clean up before you eat.” She
pulled my chair from the table with me still in it and waited until
I got up. I stared at her and she stood there with her arms
crossed. I sighed and got up to go clean up, but not before
stealing some bacon off the table when she wasn’t looking.
I did feel better after I showered. It was good to
get all that dirt and sweat off. By the time I was done, everyone
had finished eating and was already cleaning up. “Don’t worry I
saved you a plate,” Josef said.
Just as I sat down to eat Deirdre turned to look at
me. “What? I showered?”
“You took too long breakfast is over,” she said,
taking my plate. I was able to shovel some eggs in my mouth and
swipe a piece of toast before she took it. “Now you clean.”
“I didn’t even get to eat?”
“Not my fault you dilly dawdled.”
“Thank you Deirdre. That was a wonderful breakfast,”
Dean said, rubbing his stomach, indicating he was full.
“You’re welcome Dean. You go on into the living room.
Ella has a lot of cleaning up to do.”
I scowled at both of them. Why was she being so sweet
to Dean and treating me like her maid? “What can I say? It must
be my charming personality,” Dean said in my head. I looked at
him surprised. “Ella, you’re my sister, I know you. I don’t have
to read your mind to know what you’re thinking.”
I wished sometimes he could read my mind so he’d know
how much of an ass he could be and how I wanted to punch him in the
face. He just smiled as if he knew and walked away.
Josef was nice enough to help me with the dishes. If
it wasn’t for him I probably would have knocked his grandmother out
by now. I know, why put up with it? Because this was
Tristan’s grandmother and he cared for her deeply and they were
nice enough to let us stay the night. “So, how long do plan on
staying here?” Josef asked.
“In Ireland?”
“Ireland, the house,” he threw in casually.
“I don’t think my body could take another day like
this,” I joked. “I think once we know my father is off our trail
we’ll head back to a hotel.” There was a slight disappointed look
on his face. “As far as how long I’ll be in Ireland? I’m not sure,
a week, two, who knows?” He perked up knowing I’d be around for a
little while at least.
When we finished the dishes we headed into the living
room to relax. I heard a familiar voice and I froze. I was half
tempted to run, but I knew I’d have to face him sooner or later.
“What are you doing here?” I asked stunned.
“I should ask you the same thing,” my father said,
scrutinizing me with his eyes.
“How did you even find me?” I narrowed my eyes at
Dean thinking he wasn’t on my side after all.
“ I had nothing to do with this,” Dean
projected in my head.
“You think you can go anywhere and I not find out?”
my dad laughed. “The question isn’t how I found you. It’s why I had
to come here in the first place. You have any idea what you have
done?”
I was about to plead my case when my dad’s eyes went
wide and his skin turned paler than normal. “Hey Ella have you seen
–” Josie began when she came out of the bedroom. She paused when
she saw my father. “Um…hi Mr. McCallister,” Josie said sweetly.
“How, how is this possible? How…I was there…I…” I
never saw my dad stumble over his words so badly.
I knew Josie loved the surprised reactions on
people’s faces when they saw her for the first time. She smiled and
said, “Long story short, I’m an angel.”
“Fallen?” my dad asked confused.
“Gee whiz, why does everyone say that? I didn’t think
I was that bad when I –”
“Josie, technically you are…what did you
say…grounded?”
“That’s beside the point and if I remember correctly
it was to save your butt.”
“Enough,” my dad interrupted. “Do your
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