She blinked at the death certificate. Had Ian’s overdose been the unintentional outcome of mixing too much heroin with too much alcohol? Or had he purposely taken that cocktail with the intention of committing suicide?

At last, she’d found Bonnie O’Reilly. Unfortunately, though, this information had flowed to her through Bonnie’s son’s death certificate.

Leah retrieved her computer and brought up YourHeritage.com. This time, she ran a search for census records equipped with Bonnie’s full name and place of birth.

The site highlighted the Byrne family in the 1940 census.

Bonnie’s parents were named Sean and Ellen. Like Bonnie, Sean and Ellen had been born in Oxford. At the time of this census, Bonnie had been just a few months old. Her elder sister, Orla, had been two. Sean worked construction. Ellen worked as a seamstress.

Additional hunting yielded Bonnie’s marriage record. Bonnie married Malcolm O’Reilly in Alpharetta, Georgia, when she was twenty-two.

Adroitly, Leah ran through the now-familiar routine, looking for Bonnie Byrne O’Reilly and Malcolm Francis O’Reilly via Google and social media sites.

Nothing.

She’d found Bonnie in one sense but still had no idea how to parlay that into a meeting with the woman in the here-and-now.

Sebastian made it to Misty River’s football stadium by halftime on Friday night. He’d been so eager to see Leah that he’d gone to work at five this morning so he’d be able to wrap things up early and arrive in time to catch part of Dylan’s game.

As he maneuvered through the sea of bodies behind the bleachers, he caught sight of blond hair in the crowd.

Leah came into view, walking in his direction, carrying a bag of popcorn in one hand and a disposable cup in the other.

He’d rushed here from Atlanta for her. He’d taken a week of vacation for her. Seeing her proved those decisions right.

When she spotted him, her blue eyes rounded. Smile growing, she neared, then came to a stop before him. “You’re early.”

“I like to be early.”

“I like that you like to be early. I didn’t think I was going to get to see you until after the game. Had I known you were on-site, Connor and I wouldn’t have spent so long in the concession line.”

For the first time, he realized that someone was with her. Connor.

“I just got here,” Sebastian said.

“How’ve you been?” Connor asked.

“Really well.”

Ben hadn’t listed Connor as one of the school employees who had a crush on Leah. But, in this moment, that didn’t put Sebastian’s mind at ease. It could be that Leah viewed Connor as a friend but that Connor, like Ben, viewed Leah as more.

“I was just talking with Ben earlier this week,” Connor said, “about what you guys went through back in El Salvador.”