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Chapters (53)
  1. Praise
  2. Also by
  3. Title Page
  4. Copyright Page
  5. Dedication
  6. Donegal, Ireland - 1911
  7. Delia
  8. Nora
  9. Delia
  10. Nora
  11. The Titanic - 1912
  12. Delia
  13. Nora
  14. Delia
  15. Nora
  16. Delia
  17. Nora
  18. Delia
  19. Nora
  20. Delia
  21. New York - 1912
  22. Delia
  23. Nora
  24. Delia
  25. Nora
  26. Delia
  27. Nora
  28. Dallas, Texas - 1913
  29. Delia
  30. Donegal - 1913
  31. Nora
  32. Shotgun City - 1913
  33. Delia
  34. New York - 1913
  35. Nora
  36. Humboldt Ranch - 1913
  37. Delia
  38. Shotgun City - 1913
  39. Nora
  40. Delia
  41. Nora
  42. Delia
  43. Nora
  44. Delia
  45. Nora
  46. Delia
  47. Nora
  48. Delia
  49. Nora
  50. Delia
  51. Delia
  52. Acknowledgments
  53. Suggested Questions for Discussion

“It says she was coming back home. But we’ve seen neither hide nor hair of her.” Ma pursed her lips. “Another lie! But more important, she says she’s been working for your man O’Hanlon.” She paused, a look of triumph in her eyes. “And here’s the best of it. The chit admits she pretended she was yourself—says she passed herself off as Nora! She even said she saw you drown. Well, what d’you think of all that?”

I put down the letter on the table and stood up. A strange feeling had come over me, and I shivered as if someone had just walked on my grave.

“Well, now we know what happened to her,” I said.

Ma exploded. “Is that all you have to say?” she screeched. “That slibhin dared pass herself off as you and lied about it into the bargain. She’s set her sights on O’Hanlon, mark my words.”

“But if she had, why did she say she was coming back home?”

Ma was getting more impatient. “She says it’s because O’Hanlon and the child are moving to Texas. Don’t you see, she only said that to throw us off the scent. Pure malarkey! I’d wager we won’t see hide nor hair of her in Donegal. I’d say she’s angling to traipse after him to Texas. I’d put nothing past her. It won’t be long before she lures him into marrying her! And after hearing all that, you don’t turn a hair? What in the name of God’s got into you?”

She finally paused for breath. I opened the back door and walked out. As the door banged shut, I could hear her crying after me like a banshee. I ran as fast as I could away from the cottage, past the stones and on up the hill until I could run no more. I sank down on the ground, my breath ragged, and lay staring up at the sky.

Ma’s outburst shouldn’t have surprised me. She’d always hated Delia, and now Delia had stolen the dream Ma had intended for me. She wanted me to be as angry as she was. She wanted to poison my mind the way she’d done my whole life, putting notions in my head that I thought she was doing out of love, but now I realized she wanted to live out her own dreams through me. Well, this time I wasn’t going to take her bait.

When the sun finally set I got up and walked back to the cottage. A window was open, and I could hear Ma shouting at Da.