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And then he was gone.

HONOR RESTORED

FEBRUARY 23RD 2004

AOIFE

Late Monday night,when I had bored myself to tears with homework, I decided to change it up by going downstairs and annoying my parents.

Unfortunately for me, the members of my family were in similar mischievous form.

“Well, would you look at Lady Muck herself,” Mam said the minute I walked into the sitting room, as she turned down the volume on the tv control, and gave me her full attention. “What happened, Aoife, love? Did your mattress finally spit you out?”

“Ha-ha.” I rolled my eyes. “Very funny, but no, nothing so dramatic. I was studying.”

“With books?” Kev tossed out from his perch on the couch.

“Yes, Kev, with actual books,” I shot back, flopping down on the couch next to him. “Don’t act so surprised. I can open a book, you know.”

“Ah, but can you read the inscription inside?”

“Don’t ye be teasing my little pet,” Dad interjected, from the other side of the room, where he sat with Mam in their matching armchairs. “How are you, Aoife, love?”

“Daddy’s girl,” Kev fake coughed.

“I’m grand, dad,” I shot back with a smug grin. “How was work?”

“Ah, grand, love,” he replied, resting his slipper-clad feet on the coffee table. “Young Joey was in flying form this evening.”

I bet he was.

I grinned. “That’s nice.”

“Did you hear about our Aoife and Paul breaking up?” Kev interjected then, digging me in the thigh with his foot.

“What did I tell you about touching me with those hooves?” I snapped, batting his foot away with a cushion.

“I heard something about that alright,” Mam replied, no doubt having heard it from Katie’s mother next door. “A few weeks ago now, isn’t that right, Aoife?”

“Yep.”

“Really?” Dad’s eyes widened. “You never said anything, Aoife, love.”

“Oh, um, yeah,” I replied, huffing out a breath. “Well, there’s not much to say. It’s dead in the water.”

“For now,” Kev snickered.

“Forever,” I corrected, smacking him over the head with the cushion. “Asshole.”

“Ah, don’t you worry, pet,” Mam coaxed, setting down her knitting. “I’m sure he’s already planning on how to win you back as it stands.”

“He’d be flogging a dead horse,” I replied, narrowly avoiding a cushion to the head from my brother. “We’re done, Mam.”

“Sure they’ll be back together again in no time,” Dad said, turning to look at my mother for help. “They’re on and off like the weather, those two.”

“Not this time, I reckon,” Kev taunted. “I don’t think your darling Aoife is too upset about the breakup, either?” He winked knowingly as he climbed to his feet and wandered out of the room. “Isn’t that right, Aoife?”

“That’sright, Kevin,” I replied, glaring at his retreating back. “I couldn’t give a flying fu— “

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