Chapter 18
Suburbs with names like Castleknock had given way to pastures and villages. Spricklestown. The Ward Cross. Four Knocks. We passed through town after town, and still we kept driving. We even drove through the town of Kells. Claire pointed out megaliths and other fae landmarks from the front seat and fielded inquiries from Mialloch.
Not much had changed since the last time I had been here about two years ago. I recognized even more landmarks when we started nearing my grandmother’s home. Claire had kept to smaller roads, rather than the highways that my mother had usually taken. I knew she was doing it because she thought we would be nervous on a highway this soon after the accident. And she was right. Even though she had reassured me that we were safe here and I knew that Mikae
