Chapter Nine
The orchard behind her Uncle Artie’s house was one of Erin’s favorite places, and even though most of the trees were just now budding, she loved to walk along with Granda and inhale the scent of fresh flowers, new life, and all things spring.
She had been at her grandparents’ house for three days, and they had gone on several adventures together, usually outside. The day before, it had rained, and they’d gone to visit St. Patrick’s Cathedral in Dublin for a few hours in the morning so that they could still have a memorable day without getting wet. Erin thought all of these expeditions might get a little tiring for Granda, but he seemed to revel in them. He was up before her, ready to plan their day, so Erin embraced the opportunity to go wherever he wanted.
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