Daire's grandfather left her more than a house in Ireland. He left her a passport to her heritage, how to make happiness with harp strings and a pocketful of emeralds. He might have also left her the one man who could teach her what it meant to be Irish.
Daire Arlen's grandfather left her a house in Northern Ireland, but it was far more than just four walls and a hearth, it was passage back to her heritage, a chance to pull the curtain back on her past, to see more than just the roads and hills and shops in the country where her father was born. It was a chance to dip her soul in the magic of her homeland.
Sitting upon that family stone was another gift from her grandfather, perhaps the one man in the world who could teach her to appreciate the house, the country, the magic, to teach her what it means to be Irish.
