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"What's in America? Huh, Kayleigh?" asked her aunt. "You've got nothing there."

"I've got nothing here," she replied. "I love you aintín, I do, but I can't stay here."

"You've got nothing? Your family is here," said her aunt. "Like I said, you've got nothing in America."

"I may not have family there, but I don't want to be around my family anymore," said Kayleigh. "I'm tired of being known as Declan's little sister."

"There's nothing wrong with that, dierfiúr beag," said her brother.

"I'm twenty-seven, it's about time I moved away from home," said Kayleigh.

"You can move away and not go to America," said her aunt.

"No, aintín, if she wants to go let her," said Declan. "She'll be back soon."

"Will not," said Kayleigh.

"Without your brothers to protect you, you will not survive," said Declan.

"I do not need your protection, deartháir," said Kayleigh. "Never did."

"Fine. Leave," said Declan. "It seems like you've inherited out mother's need to abandon her family."

'I am nothing like her," said Kayleigh glaring at her brother.

Declan turned and left Kayleigh's room, closing the door behind him. Kayleigh sighed as she plopped down on her bed. She loved her family. There was no doubt about it. It was just time she left.

Kyle and Andrew had both moved to Belfast and James was living in Dungloe and it was almost a four-hour drive to see him. She had made up her mind months ago when Kyle wrote her. He had invited her up to Belfast to live with them. And she was going to take him up on that offer, even if it was for a few days.

All her bags were packed. All she was waiting on was the morning sun. She was going to be gone before breakfast.


Kayleigh woke up at five-thirty in the morning. She was going to skip her morning shower so she didn't wake anyone up. She grabbed her purse and her two bags. She quietly made her way down the stairs and out to her car. She walked back into the house and left a note on the table for her aunt. She sighed as she closed the front door behind her and walked out to her car. As she settled in the driver's seat she pulled out her cell phone and dialed the number Kyle had given her.


"What the fuck…it's too damn early for someone to be calling," said a man grabbing at the phone. "What?"

"Kyle?" said Kayleigh.

"Yeah. Who's this and how did you get this number?" he said.

"It's your sister you idiot," said Kayleigh.

"Kay? What the hell you calling at this ungodly hour for?" asked Kyle.

"It's six-fifteen," said Kayleigh.

"Like I said ungodly," he chuckled. "What's up?"

"You got room for me to crash for a few days?" she asked.

"Aye. What's up?" asked Kyle. "Declan being mean to ya?"

"No. Just need to get away for a few days," replied Kayleigh.

"Alright. When are you going to get here?" asked Kyle.

"Sometime between eight-thirty and nine o'clock," said Kayleigh.

"Okay. I'll be ready for you," he said stifling a yawn.

"Liar. You are fixing to go back to bed," said Kayleigh.

"Shut it and drive, bean devil," chuckled Kyle.

"I'm going to get you for that," said Kayleigh.

"Grá duit, sis," was his response.

"Grá duit," said Kayleigh.

Kayleigh hung up the phone and pulled out of the driveway. She still had another half hour before her aunt would wake up, but she wasn't going to chance it.

"Belfast, here I come," she said.


Aintín = Aunt/Auntie, Dierfiúr beag = Little Sister

Dearthaír = Brother, Bean devil = Devil Woman, Grá duit = Love you