“You’re going to make a wonderful little mammy, do you know that, my girl?” “Yeah,” I mumbled. “Sure I am.” “You are,” Mam pushed. “I can see it now – I can see everything so much clearer now.” “See what?” “You,” Mam replied. “The woman you’re becoming. That backbone of steel behind you. The reason why he’s so drawn to you.” “Who?” “Joey.” My face heated. “Oh?” “Obviously, you’re a beautiful looking girl.” I snorted and waved a hand in front of myself. “Obviously.” “And modest,” Mam jibed before continuing, “But you’re so much more than a pretty face. You are warm, Aoife. That poor boy never
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