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brigid_moranIt had taken Brigid the better part of a week to replenish her stock and get more greenware set to dry before she fired it. No matter the work, she wouldn't have traded her time in Ireland for anything. It had been balm to her soul being back in her homeland, to have Irish soil beneath her feet again.
And being home for the most important vote of her life...and watching Brian get down on his knee and propose to her brother when the results were revealed. That had been the best thing she'd ever seen in her life. She still got a little misty-eyed when she thought about it. A lifetime together they'd spend, and now they'd have another one together. One they could solidify in the church they both loved.
She'd dragged her feet about coming back to Siren Cove. She felt at home here, sure, but not quite in sync with it. Whether that was because she wasn't a Yank, or because of something else, that connection she'd originally felt had become tenuous at best.
The best way to combat that, though, was to get back into the town, to reaquaint with her friends and make new ones. And the only way to do that was to set up a display table in front of her shop and stand there with it, greeting those that came by and offering blank tiles for anyone interested to glaze.
It was a start.
And being home for the most important vote of her life...and watching Brian get down on his knee and propose to her brother when the results were revealed. That had been the best thing she'd ever seen in her life. She still got a little misty-eyed when she thought about it. A lifetime together they'd spend, and now they'd have another one together. One they could solidify in the church they both loved.
She'd dragged her feet about coming back to Siren Cove. She felt at home here, sure, but not quite in sync with it. Whether that was because she wasn't a Yank, or because of something else, that connection she'd originally felt had become tenuous at best.
The best way to combat that, though, was to get back into the town, to reaquaint with her friends and make new ones. And the only way to do that was to set up a display table in front of her shop and stand there with it, greeting those that came by and offering blank tiles for anyone interested to glaze.
It was a start.