“Erin? Are you finished eating?”
Returning her attention to him, she realized he must’ve asked more than once. “Oh, yes. I’m done.”
Luke smiled at her and gathered up their plates. Erin grabbed her drink to dispose of. “Do you want to go for a walk before we head back to your grandparents’ house?”
“That sounds lovely.” They dropped their dishes and trash and then Luke took her hand and led her out into a Dublin spring day. Eventually, they found themselves back in St. Stephen’s Green, and even though it was a bit crowded, Erin loved looking at all of the flowers and the statues. Her favorite was the one of Oscar Wilde. He looked so relaxed, sitting on top of a rock. It was as if he were alive again, pondering his next novel.
“I used to love to climb up there and sit next to him,” Luke
