Cover image from Free Stock Photos: Railroad Track On A Fall Day by Curtis Dean Wilson
Deirdre and Fred both shuddered. “Thanks for the compliment—I think. Only one woman gets in my pants, but better left unsaid.” He kissed his wife’s hand. “What about Wendy?” he asked gently. “When will her body be released?”
“Soon,” Vanessa said. “Do you still want to claim it?”
“Yes,” Deirdre said.
“We’ll all pitch in, give her a lovely send-off,” Teague said. “And I’ll hook you up with the best in the business, at a discount.”
“Another relative?”
“Yeah. We take care of friends and family. Y’all are both now. You’ve been officially adopted by the McTeague and McMurtry clans.”
Eoin brightened. “From County Donegal, to the north?”
“The very one,” Teague grinned. “Don’t tell me.”
“I’ve got a McTeague or two in my family tree.”
“No kidding? But none here in the US?”
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