Chapter One“If our patron saint could drive the snakes out of Ireland, sure and I can drive the rat out of Alberta. Yer fella's an awful waster altogether," her Irish guardian angel, Seamus Riley, thought as he looked at Lori. “A real gobshite.”
“No time, no time," the angel Seamus said and shook his walking stick at the leprechauns who followed him. “I think we're too late. The fella's squirmed his way into another heart, and this means trouble for our Lori. What shall we do, Uriel? Raphael? I'm only a poor Irishman and my girl is far out of bounds and headed for trouble. She dreams of death, a child and a cross. One can only imagine the anguish she's headed for, or the anguish she'll cause us, Uriel. Can you help?”
There was no answer from the heavenly realms.
LORI AND DRAKE
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