CHAPTER FIFTEEN
When Keira’s penultimate day in Lisdoonvarna arrived, she awoke with a heavy heart. It was hard to believe that her plane was tomorrow, that the month was almost over, and that she would soon be returning to New York City. She wasn’t sure how well she would cope with all the high-rises and queues of taxis after the quaint quietness of Ireland.
As she showered and dressed for her final full day, William’s story about the happily married couple replayed in her mind. Maybe if she could track down Simon and Sylvia somehow, and hear their side of the story, she’d have the last bits of information needed for her article. Because there just had to be more to it than love at first sight and fifty years of wedded bliss. She refused to believe it worked that way, that it could real
