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” Kat exclaimed, gesturing the wild landscape. “You’ve been here all these weeks?! It’s. . . It’s like living in a fantasy.”
                  Julie pulled her light raincoat tighter about her frame and laughed. “You say that now. A month ago you would have been wondering when you needed to start building the ark.”
               Stella snorted. “Complain. Complain. Complain. Look around!”
                  Julie grinned. It was true. She’d taken them on a hike with Margaret and the dogs out toward the coast.
                  The salt air was whipping in but the sky was bright blue and the ground was covered in wild flowers and daffodils.
                  Margaret and the dogs were ahead. Even now, it was impossible for the older woman to slow down.
                  “How old is she? ” Kat asked.
                  “I don’t know and I’m terrified to ask, ” Julie said.
                  “I go to spin class four times a week, ” Stella said “And that woman would outdo everyone there including my instructor.”
                  “Margaret is a force to be reckoned with, ” Julie said easily. “She’s wonderful.”
                  Kat waggled her brows. “She’s terrifying.”
                  “Okay. Yes. She’s terrifying too. But once you get to know her, she’s one of the best people you’ll ever meet.”
                  Stella gave a knowing smile. “She clearly likes you.”
                  “Can you imagine living here if she didn’t? ” Julie asked.
                  Stella shuddered.
                  Kat widened her eyes. “Hell. It would be hell.”
                  “When I got here, I wondered how she and Alanna managed it.”
                  “They like it in a way, don’t they? ” Stella asked.
                  It didn’t surprise Julie that Stella had sensed the strange dynamic. “I think they do. They’re both good at sparring and need a partner. Deep down, I think they’d fight to the blood if the other was in danger.”
                  “It’s so weird, ” Kat replied.
                  Julie smiled. Americans largely wouldn’t understand the kind of odd family structure of the Fitzgeralds. But then again, Americans were nomads. They barely stayed in a place for five years let alone nearly a millennia. The Fitzgeralds had held this ground for centuries and a little family tiff wasn’t going to send one of them packing. It was an interesting thing to observe, the way they negotiated each other without abandoning each other too. It didn’t matter how much Alanna and Margaret disliked each other, they’d draw ranks against an outsider who caused the family distress. Julie had no doubts about it.
                  Now, to her surprise, she felt largely the same way.
                  Stella poked her abruptly in the ribs. “So, you and Damian. Are we supposed to stop hating him and wishing him a cruel, painful death?”
                  “You were never supposed to hate him, ” Julie replied.
                  Kat snorted. “Of course we were. It is the duty of the best friends to loathe the badly behaved boyfriend.”
                  “He was never my boyfriend.”
                  “Okay. Employer. Because that sounds sooooo much better, ” Stella snarked.
                  Julie sighed. “You have a point. But it’s complicated.”
                  “Relationships always are but really, are we supposed to just ignore the elephant in the room? ” Kat demanded with a surprising degree of force.
                  “Um… I’d say the Stella called the elephant out last night pretty emphatically, ” Julie said, swiping her hair