Authors: Emma Heatherington
Tags: #Contemporary Fiction, #Humor, #Contemporary Women, #Romantic Comedy, #Contemporary, #Romance, #Sagas, #New Adult & College, #Inspirational, #Women's Fiction, #Literature & Fiction
Marco
’
s
eye
s
crinkle
d
whe
n
h
e
smiled
.
Sh
e
like
d
that. “Wha
t
a
wonderfu
l
wa
y
t
o
feel,
”
h
e
said
.
“Donega
l
is
suc
h
a
beautifu
l
count
y
.
I
hav
e
bee
n
comin
g
her
e
for man
y
,
man
y
year
s
jus
t
t
o
switc
h
of
f
an
d
reflec
t
o
n
life
.
W
e
a
l
l
nee
d
t
o
tak
e
tim
e
t
o
reflect
.
That
’
s
wh
y
I
neve
r
chec
k
the
time
.
I
ea
t
whe
n
I’
m
hungr
y
an
d
I
slee
p
whe
n
I’
m
tired
.
I
t
’
s
th
e
bes
t
wa
y
t
o
be
,
whe
n
lif
e
allow
s
it.
”
“Reflectin
g
i
s
good,
”
sai
d
Gina
,
nodding
.
“
I
ca
n
see
m
y
reflectio
n
i
n
you
r
eyes
.
Y
es
.
Ther
e I
am
.
Hello
,
me!
”
Sh
e
wave
d
an
d
Marc
o
laughe
d
again
.
Gosh
,
h
e
even
though
t
sh
e
wa
s
funny
!
Probabl
y
i
n
a
semi-drun
k
kin
d
of menta
l
wa
y
,
bu
t
sh
e
wa
s
makin
g
hi
m
laug
h
an
d
smil
e
and i
t
fel
t
good
.
“
I
use
d
t
o
wor
k
i
n
th
e
–
hi
c
–
touris
m
sectio
n
o
f
m
y
local
Council,
”
sh
e
said
.
“Tha
t
sound
s
terribl
y
borin
g
bu
t –
hi
c
–
i
t
wa
s
fu
n
a
t
times
.
W
e
use
d
t
o
g
o
o
n
wha
t
w
e
called
‘familiarisatio
n
trips
’
t
o
othe
r
countie
s
an
d
Donega
l
was
alway
s
m
y
favourite
.
It
’
s
lik
e
a
different
,
slowe
r
wa
y
o
f
life.
Th
e
whol
e
wid
e
worl
d
shoul
d
mov
e
t
o
Donegal.
”
Sh
e
hel
d
he
r
breat
h
t
o
tr
y
an
d
ge
t
ri
d
o
f
he
r
hiccups. “Bu
t
then
,
i
f
th
e
whol
e
wid
e
worl
d
move
d
her
e
to
Donegal,
”
sai
d
Marco
.
“Ther
e
woul
d
b
e
n
o
roo
m
fo
r
you an
d
me
,
an
d
w
e
woul
d
neve
r
hav
e
me
t
an
d
share
d
suc
h
a
pensiv
e
–
”
“An
d
reflective
.
Don
’
t
forge
t
reflective!
”
sai
d
Gina. “Exactl
y
.
W
e
woul
d
neve
r
hav
e
share
d
suc
h
a
pensive
an
d
reflectiv
e
momen
t
ove
r
a
cigarette.
”
Gin
a
swun
g
he
r
fee
t
bac
k
an
d
fort
h
lik
e
a
schoolgirl. “Moment
s
lik
e
thes
e
don
’
t
happe
n
ver
y
often.
”
Sh
e
leaned bac
k
an
d
he
r
ar
m
brushe
d
agains
t
Marco
’
s
.
S
o
sh
e
di
d
it again
.
An
d
again
.
An
d
again
.
An
d
Marc
o
laughed
.
Again
.
“
Y
o
u
see
m
ver
y
,
ver
y
happ
y
,
”
h
e
said
.
“
I
am,
”
sai
d
Gina
.
“I’
m
fre
e
a
t
last
.
Y
o
u
don
’
t
how goo
d
i
t
feel
s
t
o
b
e
free!
”
Sh
e
stretche
d
ou
t
he
r
arm
s
when
sh
e
sai
d
it
,
wit
h
a
littl
e
mor
e
gust
o
tha
n
sh
e
realise
d
and hi
t
Marco
’
s
handsom
e
fac
e
ful
l
whac
k
wit
h
he
r
lef
t
hand
.
“
Ouch!
”
h
e
said
.
“That
’
s
som
e
lef
t
hoo
k
yo
u
hav
e
for suc
h
a
littl
e
person
!
I
wouldn
’
t
lik
e
t
o
se
e
yo
u
angr
y
,
if
that
’
s
wha
t
yo
u
d
o
whe
n
you’r
e
happy!
”
H
e
hel
d
hi
s
han
d
t
o
hi
s
fac
e
an
d
Gin
a
leane
d
close
r
to him
.