Epilogue
Ronan tugged at the tie that strangled him. This was why he’d never considered a job that required wearing a suit. He stood with his family at a bogus grave as they finally said goodbye to their father. Most of the neighborhood had turned out. Some just for the gossip, but most because they wanted to support the Doyle family.
Chloe stood by his side, holding his hand as the priest said prayers. Even the McCarthys were in attendance and they hadn’t given Ronan one dirty look. Mr. McCarthy shook his hand and Mrs. McCarthy offered a smile, stiff as it might’ve been.
Many of the old-timers from Cahill came to the service. Ronan watched them from behind his sunglass and wondered if any of them would now come forward with more information. He tuned out the prayers and responses and j
