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He leaned sideways and shocking her, placed a kiss to her cheek, “you look tired. Running like a coward would do this to
you.”
“How did you find me?”
“There are more important things to discuss, wouldn’t you agree?” He turned her chin towards the child.
“No. I don’t agree.”
“I requested your medical records be pulled to corroborate your story. You left out some pertinent details about your short stay in hospital seven years ago,” he leaned forward and gave a pointed glance at Egan. “Hello son.”
“Hello sir,” Egan reached under the table searching for
Genesis‘ hand which was on her lap clenched.
Kiefer’s shaky breath was the only thing to give away the
emotion he felt.
“What’s good?” Kiefer lifted the menu out of Genesis‘ other
hgpd.
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“There’s a platter with a little bit of everything,” Jerren said as
he looked over the menu he’d taken from Astra. “There’s BBQ
pork, chicken, and brisket and even wings. You can add sides like mac and cheese.” He patted his tummy, “I haven’t eaten since we left Ohio. Should we get appetizers too?”
“I think it’s a great idea,” Tadgh said nodding. “I want the big
meat platter too but instead of mac and cheese I think I want
coleslaw.”
“I think I want the ribs.” Kiefer draped an arm over Genesis‘
shoulder, “what about you, a ghrá, what are you in the mood for? Sausage perhaps?”
“No.” she swallowed angrily. “What are you doing here?”
“I came to meet my son and see my wife. I missed you.” He
pressed a kiss to her temple again.
“I didn’t miss you.”
“Liar. I know you miss me every single day. You should have stayed, and we could have reconnected, and you could have told me the truth instead of making me chase you all over the world. By the way, very cool the way you stole a motorcycle from my neighbors. It was sexy as hell watching you drive it. We should ride together.”
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“I don’t think so.”
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“Mom,” Egan slid closer to her, clearly feeling the energy
from his mother and Astra. “I’m scared.”
“It’s fine, baby.” She lied through her teeth. Nothing was fine. It was never going to be fine again. She sucked in a breath when without warning, Kiefer pushed her backwards in the seat and leaned over to lift Egan from the back bench and pulled him onto his lap.
“You have nothing to fear. What is your name?”
“Egan Jones.”
“Ah, it should be Egan O’Reilly. We will get it fixed up. You are very handsome.”
“I don’t like my red hair.”
Kiefer made wide eyes, “are you kidding? It’s the best part of you, well that and this little divot in your chin which comes from your Mom. I always liked it on her and now I get to see
two.”
Egan shifted nervously, “you have red hair.” 3/6
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Kiefer’s smile was wide as he studied his son and ruffled his
hair. “You could be my spit at your age.”
“What does that mean?” Egan blinked at the man holding
him on his knee.
“It means you look exactly like I did when I was six.”
“Me too,” Tadgh spoke across the table after waving at the
server for more menus.
“You are twins.” Egan said excitedly. “I used to be a twin, but my brother died.”
Kiefer’s gasp was barely audible but the way he turned his gaze to Genesis was purposeful. “You told him such things?”
“He knew.” Astra interjected as if trying to protect Genesis.
“How? He’s six!” Kiefer protested.
Egan frowned at Kiefer, “I dream of my brother. He comes to
me in my dreams. We play together. He looks like me.”
“Impossible,” Tadgh grunted, “you fed this to him.”
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“No.” Astra spoke as if she knew Genesis was struggling. “We never did. Genesis called me one morning freaking out because he drew a picture of him and his brother playing. He
was three.”
Kiefer stared into Egan’s eyes, “you dream of a boy who looks like you?”
“Yes. He asked me to ask Mom what his name was and to say he loved her and sometimes he kisses her tears away.”
Genesis turned her head away as she tried to calm her
breathing. She didn’t know what bit of Celtic magic ran through her son’s blood, but Astra once brought a person to
their home who insisted Egan was gifted as a medium. When
they asked Egan if he played with or talked to anyone else
in his dreams, he admitted he played with his grandpa too but usually grandpa sat off to the side and watched the boys. play in Egan’s dreams while he cut a stick with a knife.
The words at the time made Genesis freak out since the
man she called her father carved wood as a hobby. Now she
considered she was fortunate for the connection though she made sure to never exploit it. She always let Egan give her
info and never asked for it.
What did Mom say his name was?” Tadgh asked quietly. 16:46
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“Roan.” Genesis finally found her voice. “His name is Roan.” She touched her cheek to wipe a tear.
Egan reached his hand out and touched her face, “don’t cry
Mom. I’ll be brave and not be scared.”
“Oh baby,” she wanted to pull him into her arms. “You are the bravest, sweetest boy I know.” She prayed he didn’t need to be brave for too long.
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