I laugh, though I’m sure he’s right. I’ve traveled back and forth from Portland to Dublin nearly once a month for almost a year now, and I don’t think I’ve left once without Marion or Seamus making a comment about a wedding or a baby. “River said you and your old girlfriend have been spending a lot of time together. Maybe you two can hurry it up then?”
He snorts. “Irene and I are just friends. She can’t handle all these birds clamoring all over me, waiting to get a look at my stump.”
“Oh my God.” I smack him playfully across the arm, but I’m laughing.
He grins. “By the way, have you seen Ivy lately?”
“No, but I talked to her. She’s loving San Francisco.” Ivy’s a bit of a nomad, it would seem. She left Dublin last fall, ready for another change. I keep meaning to go down and visit her in California.
“Good. Well . . . tell her I said hi when you talk to her next.”
“I will. She’ll be happy to hear that.” Whatever they were to each other, I’m glad Rowen and Ivy left things amicably.
“Amber!” Marion slops a spoonful into a Styrofoam cup and holds it out to me, her expression stern. Seamus sits beside her, watching with amusement.
“You had better take it before she tries to spoon-feed you,” Rowen warns.
I make my way over and accept the cup with a smile, earning her nod of approval. “Grand turnout, isn’t it?”
“It is! I’m so happy for you.”
She lifts her pint in the air. “And for you. You’ve been a blessing to us all, lending your help, bringing such joy to River in these difficult times.” Sadness flickers in her eyes as she takes a sip, and I know she’s thinking about her oldest child. River told me that she visited him just last week, on his birthday, after months of no contact from anyone in the family. She’s the only one who has. Apparently, he begged her to try and convince his brothers to see him.
I can’t bring myself to persuade River to visit.
“Amber!” River waves me over to join him behind the bar. I’ve spent so much time in Delaney’s in the last two months, helping get it ready, that it feels comfortable for me now. I even know how to pour a perfect pint of Guinness. Rowen and I have regular competitions.
River holds one arm out and I happily settle against his chest, willing to stay right here until my plane leaves for Oregon in five days. He nods toward someone. “Look who decided to visit us.”
I turn and find myself face-to-face with Detective Garda Garret Duffy.
“He even ordered a beer. Can you believe it?” River jokes, setting a pint down in front of the lanky man.
Duffy dips his head. “Good to see ya, Amber.”
I smile at the sound of his leprechaun accent. “You too. I hear you’ve been busy.” I’m much more in tune with Ireland’s happenings than I am of those of my own country now, especially since last October when Jimmy Conlon—the mastermind behind the St. Stephen’s Green bombing and the head of the “IRA” gang that Aengus belongs to—was gunned down on a quiet side street at night. Three months after that, someone killed his rival—that Beznick guy—in prison. The prison that Aengus is serving his time in. They have yet to charge anyone with either murder.
“I have. Cheers.” He lifts his glass and takes a sip. “So . . . River tells me you’ve been doing a lot of traveling. Must be tiring. And expensive.”
“It is,” I admit. I’m basically working at the hospital to pay for flights. I think my dad’s going to have a coronary soon. “But it’s worth it.”
“Have ya given any thought to applying for a longer stay?”
“I have,” I say warily.
“And?” Duffy’s eyes twinkle as they flash to River’s. “What’s stoppin’ ya?”
My suspicious nature tells me this isn’t so much a curious bystander’s question as something the two of them have orchestrated. Peering up at River’s mock-innocent face, his jaw covered in a day’s worth of stubble, I can’t help but laugh. “First your mother, now the police. Do you have no shame?”
He grins. “I won’t give up. Never. Not until you tell me to go to hell, and even then, I’ll still be waiting.”
I stretch onto my tiptoes to kiss him.
“Would you just say yes so the bastard will start pouring beer again?” Rowen yells from his side of the bar, earning a bunch of cheers.
“Alright, already. Quit your whining,” River hollers back, kissing me once before pulling away to grab two empty glasses with skilled hands. “Maybe if you weren’t so slow . . .”
Rowen throws his arms up. “Can ya believe this? Have some respect. I’m an amputee!”
I shake my head at the two of them as they get the crowd riled up with their banter.
“Amber.” Duffy leans in. “In all seriousness, I have a few connections which should make some of the approvals easier. Of course, you’d still need to meet all the requirements if you want to work, but I can help. If you’re ready.”
I smile.
And nod.
Amber’s Travel Bucket List
1. Have a torrid affair with a foreigner. Country: TBD.
â?? 2. Stay for a night in Le Grotte della Civita. Matera, Italy.
â?? 3. Go scuba diving in the Great Barrier Reef. Queensland, Australia.
â?? 4. Watch a burlesque show. Paris, France.
â?? 5. Toss a coin and make an epic wish at the Trevi Fountain. Rome, Italy.
â?? 6. Get a selfie with a guard at Buckingham Palace. London, England.
â?? 7. Go horseback riding in the mountains. Banff, Alberta, Canada.
â?? 8. Spend a day in the Grand Bazaar. Istanbul, Turkey.
â?? 9. Kiss the Blarney Stone. Cork, Ireland.
â?? 10. Tour vineyards on a bicycle. Bordeaux, France.
11. Sleep on a beach. Phuket, Thailand.
â?? 12. Take a picture of a Laundromat. Country: All.
â?? 13. Stare into Medusa’s eyes in the Basilica Cistern. Istanbul, Turkey.
â?? 14. Do NOT get eaten by a lion. The Serengeti, Tanzania.
â?? 15. Take a train through the Canadian Rockies. British Columbia, Canada.
â?? 16. Dress like a Bond Girl and play a round of poker at a casino. Montreal, Quebec, Canada.
â?? 17. Make a wish on a floating lantern. Thailand.
â?? 18. Cuddle a koala at Currumbin Wildlife Sanctuary. Queensland, Australia.
â?? 19. Float through the grottos. Capri, Italy.
â?? 20. Pose with a stranger in front of the Eiffel Tower. Paris, France.
â?? 21. Buy Alex a bracelet. Country: All.
â?? 22. Pick sprigs of lavender from a lavender field. Provence, France.
â?? 23. Have afternoon tea in the real Downton Abbey. Newberry, England.
â?? 24. Spend a day on a nude beach. Athens, Greece.
â?? 25. Go to the opera. Prague, Czech Republic.
â?? 26. Skinny dip in the Rhine River. Cologne, Germany.
â?? 27. Take a selfie with sheep. Cotswolds, England.
â?? 28. Take a selfie in the Bone Church. Sedlec, Czech Republic.
â?? 29. Have a pint of beer in Dublin’s oldest bar. Dublin, Ireland.
â?? 30. Take a picture from the tallest building. Country: All.
â?? 31. Climb Mount Fuji. Japan.
â?? 32. Listen to an Irish storyteller. Ireland.
â?? 33. Hike through the Bohemian Paradise. Czech Republic.