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half a bottle a day for the
rest of the week or until you get all your strength back and then
you should be fine.”
    I drank half as he instructed me and followed him
downstairs to the car. I knew I wasn’t a hundred percent better but
I did feel a lot stronger than this morning which was a plus.
    I started to get a little nervous on the way to
Tristan’s grandparents. I had a bad feeling his grandmother,
Deirdre, would not be so cooperative. I went over in my head all
the questions I wanted to ask and all the questions I should ask.
My head was full of so many things I hadn’t even realized we
arrived. I got out of the car and made a hesitant step toward the
house. Josie stayed back with me waiting patiently. I let out a
slow breath and pushed open the gate.
    Josef greeted us at the door happy to see us this
bright and early in the morning. I smiled at him politely as he
welcomed us into the house. Deirdre was sitting in her chair. She
was not as welcoming as Josef and Caleb. “Can I get you something
to drink?” Caleb asked. “Breakfast should be ready
momentarily.”
    “Would you like some help?” I offered.
    “No, no Josef can help. Just sit and relax.”
    “Kind of hard to do with Deirdre sitting there
glaring at me,” I thought. We all sat there silently while Josef
and Caleb finished fixing breakfast. Sensing how uncomfortable my
friends were I decided to make nice. “So, I like your garden. How
do you have so many different flowers throughout the seasons?”
    She just narrowed her eyes at me, got up, and then
left the room. “O-kay,” I said, looking at my friends confused.
Josie just shrugged her shoulders.
    Caleb returned to the living room to let us know
breakfast was done. As we all gathered around the table, Caleb
informed us that Deirdre would not be joining us. He said she was
not feeling well. I tried to act disappointed.
    During breakfast, Caleb told us all about the
favorite places Tristan liked to go. All his favorite places to
eat, hang out, and shop. He told us stories of his childhood,
including all the trouble he used to get into when he was little.
His face lit up when he talked about him. I smiled. There was no
doubt how much he truly loved his grandson.
    When we were done I offered to help clean up, but
Caleb said no, we were guests in his house and him and Josef would
clean up later. I thanked him for the breakfast and all the
information. Then we said our goodbyes as we headed out to start
our search.
    We began with checking out one of the places Tristan
liked to eat. Unfortunately, most of the time was spent driving
around and trying to figure out where the hell we were. Billy made
the mistake of letting Josie control the map. She didn’t even know
how to read a map. “Doesn’t this thing have GPS?” Josie whined.
    “No, that would have cost more,” Billy grunted,
trying to keep his anger in check.
    “Give me that,” I ripped the map from Josie, tired of
their bickering. “The town is about a mile that way.” I pointed to
my left. “How about we start there and walk around to see if we can
find anything.”
    We spent all day driving and searching the areas
Caleb suggested. We had a hard time finding any clues. Most people
weren’t too eager to talk to out-of-towners, which told me we were
going to have a hard time getting the information we needed.
    It was almost night time and Billy suggested we call
it quits for the day. I agreed only because my stomach was growling
at me in protest. We stopped and grabbed some food on the way back.
When I reached our room, I opened the door, and stopped dead in my
tracks when I saw him sitting there. “Dean, what are you doing
here?”
    “You didn’t think you were going to take a trip to
Ireland without me, did you?”
    “I uh…”
    “Relax, no one knows I’m here and I’m not going to
bust your ass or tell you how dumb it was to leave the hospital.” I
rolled my eyes. “I’m here to help,” he smiled.
    “Really?” I