Wild Irish Roots: Prequel to the Mystic Cove Series by O'Malley Tricia

Author:O'Malley, Tricia [O'Malley, Tricia]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Park & Stowell
Published: 2014-09-11T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

"The cove?" Margaret squeaked out as panic laced her chest. Sean had driven to a small gravel road a half mile down the lane from her house. The road dead-ended on one side of the cliffs that led to the cove.

"Cool, right? I've heard so many crazy stories about it but haven't been yet. I thought it would be a great place for a picnic," Sean said eagerly, the light of adventure in his eyes. Margaret stared at him, her heart lost as she tried to come up with a good excuse for not going back to the very place she had sworn out of her life the night before. She stayed in her seat and turned her head to look out at the water.

"What have you heard?" Margaret said carefully, keeping her eyes trained on the soft line of the horizon where sky and water blurred into one.

"I've heard that the beach is stunning but that people won't go there because they think it is cursed. Which is ridiculous." Sean scoffed at the thought.

"Is it?" Margaret said and turned her head to search his face.

Confusion flitted across Sean's face and he squinted his eyes at her. "You don’t believe that the cove could actually be cursed, do you? That's crazy."

Margaret shrugged her shoulder. "Sometimes there are things that defy explanation."

"No way. I was raised a good Catholic. Curses do not exist," Sean said staunchly. Suddenly hesitant, he reached out to run a hand down her arm. "Hey, we don't have to go there if you are scared."

Margaret closed her eyes for a moment and took a deep breath. She didn't want to live her life in fear anymore—fear of being different, fear of never being accepted. Today, she wanted to step into her new life.

"No, it's fine. I can't wait to see what you have planned." Margaret smiled up at him while her heart pounded in her chest. A relieved look passed over Sean's face and he leapt from the truck, running around to open her door and help her out. He chattered about the nice weather as he went around to the bed of the truck. Pulling out a picnic basket and a plaid blanket, he gestured for her to come with him. Together, they made their way across the field before they reached the entrance to the path at the top of the cliffs.

"Wow, just wow. This is amazing," Sean whispered. Margaret nodded, trying to appreciate it from his viewpoint.

"How is this beach not packed? I can't believe that people don't come here," Sean exclaimed as his eyes took in the long sand beach tucked between the cliffs.

"Ah, well, you know. Small-town people are superstitious," Margaret said softly.

"I hadn't realized this was such a climb. Will you be able to do it?"

Margaret bit back her initial response, which was to tell him that she had been climbing these cliffs since she was a child. Instead, she smiled at him and his consideration. "I'll be fine. Good thing I wore my flats today.

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