Four Seasons Dublin [SAFE]

She almost threw it away. Instead, she tucked it into her coat pocket and watched the daffodil shiver in the breeze.

“The people,” he said. “But only if you don’t chase them.” four seasons dublin

December 21st. The solstice. Eleanor walked alone to St. Stephen’s Green. The daffodil’s spot was bare earth now, frozen and dark. She sat on the same bench and pulled out her phone. A message from Fintan: “Meet me at the Christmas market at 5. Bring gloves.” She almost threw it away

Saoirse smiled. “That’s the one worth waiting for.” She almost threw it away. Instead