He hadn’t slept nearly enough. Three cups of coffee forced him awake, and he found himself in front of the O’Leary house. He rang the bell since no one expected him.
Eileen opened the door. She had her purse in one hand and her coat in the other. “Griffin, what are you doing here?”
“I thought you might want a ride to church.”
“Thank you. You look like you could use some sleep.”
That was Eileen. She pulled no punches. He took her coat and held it open.
She slid her arms into the sleeves and locked the door behind her. She patted his arm. “After mass you’ll take me to breakfast and tell me your troubles.”
His smile came easily. “What troubles? I lead a charmed life.”
“Griffin Walker, you know better than to lie to me. You only come around to see me without Ryan when there’s trouble. A
