Nodding, Erin let go a sigh of relief. Hearing Alec assure her they could weather the storm was one thing, but hearing it from Luke made it even more certain. Erin reached in her pocket and pulled out the shamrock. She slipped it into Luke’s palm. “I found this the other day.” He inspected it carefully. It was withered and dry now, but it was still evident what it was. “My mom found one once, in St. Stephen’s Green. She said that a shamrock is made up of hearts, and when there are four of them, they’re lucky because each of them has a partner. She also said that it was like our family, four hearts, all dependent upon each other.” Erin took the four-leaf clover back from him and carefully tore it right down the center. She handed a pair of the hearts back to Luke, still attached to each oth
