even with mastery of the language. “I am…” How to say “in your debt”? I trail off. “Stupid?” suggests Gráinne. “Ugly?” pipes up Tadhg. I narrow my eyes at them. “I owe,” I say eventually. “I owe.” Gráinne smiles a sad smile. Onchú watches as the two children break past him, wrapping their arms around me.
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