Chapter SevenMAGGIE HAD ONLY BEEN to the Irish Embassy two times before, and even though it was not a huge building, it still awed her a little. Nestled along Massachusetts Avenue along with many other international embassies to the United States, it was right off Sheridan Circle Park, where her driver had pulled into a small arcing driveway beneath the Irish flag.
She knew other Embassies were located nearby. Romania just next door, Greece across the road, Kenya, Cyprus—it was exciting to think of all the different countries represented in this small area, many of which she was sure would be fascinating to visit, although traveling had never really been her thing. She knew her grandmother had been everywhere, and she loved to hear her stories of tea sets in India and eating mangoes in Ca
