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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

McCabe turned his back and grunted as he walked down the hall, leaving me to follow him. I closed the front door and made my way into a big, open room where a fire blazed. Jesus, I thought, and ’tis still hot as blazes outside. Then I remembered that back in Donegal there was a fire in our cottage winter or summer. I shrugged. No matter where you are, some things don’t change.

I started into my practiced speech, but McCabe put up his hand to stop me.

“I know why you’re here. Plenty of folks ’round here have warned me about you. You’re out to steal all of Aidan O’Hanlon’s leases.”

“Not just O’Hanlon’s,” I put in, “others as well. And we’re not stealing them, just offering a choice.”

He waved a bony hand at me. “As I was saying, I know what you’re up to, and I won’t be part of it.”

I took a deep breath. “But Mr. McCabe, as you likely know, Mr. O’Hanlon will be capping well number eighty-eight in a day or two, and then he will be out of money and won’t be able to afford to renew your lease. S&K has plenty of funding and is prepared to make you a good offer.”

He shook his head and spat tobacco into the hearth. “Not sure if I want a new lease,” he said. “Sick and tired of my land being dug up.”

I sighed. I couldn’t let this one slip away from me. Sullivan would crucify me.

“There’s no guarantee S&K will drill on your land, and in the meantime you’ll have money coming in from the lease. S&K will only drill if we are sure there is oil. We have a very good record of success, and you would benefit from that success. You really don’t have much to lose, Mr. McCabe.”

I sat back and waited. I’d done all I could.

McCabe muttered away to himself, then looked over at me. “Give over them papers,” he said, “and show me where to sign.”

I was delighted with myself as I stood and thanked McCabe. He refused to shake my hand, so I walked by myself to the door. I couldn’t wait to show Kearney how well I’d done. But just as I was about to open the door, Mrs. Shaw’s image floated in front of me. The thought of turning over the signed lease to Kearney suddenly sickened me. I folded it up and put it in my bag.

I opened the car door and got in.

“Well?” said Kearney.

“He wouldn’t budge,” I said.

Delia

Delia