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Sixty
Eoghan
I heardConor’s scream before he flung himself beside us.
Dead didn’t mean dead. People died before surgery all the time. We just had to keep him alive.
We just had to.
Da wasn’t allowed to die.
I started CPR, carefully pinching his nose as I pressed my mouth to Da’s to breathe for him, as Conor snarled, “Let me help.”
Brennan’s voice sounded like it came from a distance as he muttered, “Eoghan’s got it under control, Kid.”
Conor didn’t listen. His hands took over for me, letting me focus on getting oxygen to Da’s brain.
“Where are the fucking medics?” Declan shrieked.
Finn spat, “They’re incoming.”
For another ten minutes, Conor and I worked. We didn’t stop. We carried on, but when the ambulance finally showed up, I knew it was too late even though Conor was in denial.
When the EMTs rolled up, rushing toward us on the grass verge, Conor got in their way while I slumped back, watching as if I were outside the scene as my father was—
My cheeks ached with how hard I ground my teeth together, and it was quite by chance that I looked at Finn. That our eyes caught and held. That was what opened the gates to grief.
We stared at each other, both of us shaking our heads, trying to reason what had just happened.
Trying to understand.
Da couldn’t be dead.
We’d just been bitching about him on the ride over the bridge. About how he liked to waste our fucking time.
But…
This was the opposite of that.
He was gone.
Fucking gone.
“He can’t be dead,” Conor howled, and when he went to punch the EMT who’d pronounced the time of death, Declan ran over to get in between the two men before it could escalate.
Brennan, on his knees, stared down at the blood-soaked patch of grass where our father had just laid, and he grated out, “It isn’t possible.”
A shaky breath escaped Aidan, and he whispered, “Itispossible.”
Most days, I hated Da. He’d screwed me over, had me beaten, but…
He wasn’t allowed to die.
Finn shuffled over to my side, Brennan and Aidan too.
“Where are his guards?” Aidan rasped.
Finn bowed his head. “I don’t know.”
