This was his fault as well. If Aisling had not been so let down by him… Dermot fought the urge to go in there and wring his scrawny neck. Still, Aisling would never have gone without Kate egging her on. Kate got her determination from him, and though she looked like her mother, with her dark curls and vivid eyes, she lacked Isabella’s pragmatism and ability to weigh things up. When Dermot was younger, he was just as impetuous, just as rash, but he was a man. He could take care of himself. The idea of his two lovely girls, so innocent and unworldly, no matter what they might think, over there
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