Chapter Twenty-One“CAN YOU FIX IT, DAD?”
Adrian was squinting at his daughter's broken necklace, trying to locate the problem. One of the links had twisted and broken away.
“I think so,” he said. “Let me get the pliers.”
“Please, Dad. I really want to wear it at the play next week.”
Adrian had stepped out of the room to get the pliers. “It'll be under your costume anyway, won't it?” he called back from the hallway.
“Yeah, but I still want to have it on. It's my lucky necklace. Maggie got it for me from that Ireland store.”
Adrian came back into the room with needle-nose pliers. “Why is it your lucky necklace? Because it's a four-leaf clover?” It was a small, golden shamrock with a green emerald in the center.
“'Cause nothing bad has ever happened to me when I've had it on.”
“But yo
