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and
this is my sis Kelleigh.” He took my hand and led me over to where Kelleigh was
sitting at the piano.
    “Hi, Willow,” Kelleigh stood and extended her
hand.  She had green eyes and brownish red hair, similar to my hair color. 
She looked sort of like Quinn but definitely had her own look.  Quinn
looked like my idea of a typical Irish kid –red hair, freckles –but
Kelleigh…not so much. She had a darker complexion and actually reminded me of
Moms’ cousin who used to come to visit, kind of a Native American look about
her.
    “Take care of Willow for a bit, you two. I’m going
to show her Dad about, then I’ll bring him back here for you to meet,” Eagan
said ruffling Quinn’s hair.
    “Fine, Grandpa,” they said at the same time,
looked at each other, and laughed.
    “Come, let’s have a seat, shall we?” said Kelleigh
as she took hold of my hand and led me to a nearby sofa.  After we sat
down Kelleigh immediately began the task of sizing me up, not indiscreetly I
might add.  When her eyes finally made their way back to mine she smiled a
one sided smile. “Well I must admit, we do look like we’re related!” She
snickered, “Which is a bit of a surprise, don’t you agree, Quinn?”
    Quinn smoothed back his hair then returned to the
piano, grabbed a cell phone and joined us on the sofa.  “No, considering
we’re all Whelan’s. Anyway, never mind her, Willow, how are you enjoying your
time here?” he asked as he sat next to me. 
    “So far so good,” I said, watching him text
away. 
    “Put that away, Quinn.” Kelleigh reached over me
and tapped her brother on the arm. “Now is not the time.”
    “But I need to check in with the lads,” Quinn
replied with a whine to his voice.
    One look from Kelleigh was all it took and Quinn
quickly tucked away his prized possession.  “You’ve become quite power
hungry lately, Kell. Not very attractive.”
    “Ha, and neither are you when you’re on that phone
all the time,” she replied, her green eyes squinting.
    All righty then , I thought, how weird is
this to be sitting here between two strangers having an argument . I had no
idea what to expect next when Mom’s words echoed in my head, “Enjoy yourself;
make the most of this trip, Willow, you’re going to meet some amazing
people.”  I felt pretty comfortable with these two and decided to take
Mom’s advice and let myself relax.
    “How long will you be staying Willow?” asked
Kelleigh her eyes still on her brother.
    “Just a few days; we leave soon after the
funeral.”
    “Ah yes, the funeral.  Must be a bit strange
to go to a funeral for someone you didn’t know, yes? Grandfather Eagan
explained to us that you never met your grandparents,” Kelleigh commented
sympathetically.
    “Very. I thought my mom should be here, but my
parents wanted me to come.  They said this was a chance to meet other
relatives and see where my dad came from,” I replied, looking back and forth
between brother and sister.
    “Why didn’t your mum come as well?” Quinn asked as
he leaned forward grabbing a candy from a tulip-shaped crystal dish.
    “She’s an artist and has a gallery opening this
weekend.  She needed to be there to show her work.”
    “Very cool.  What kind of art?”  Quinn
asked, offering me a candy.
    I shook my head no.  “She paints, uses oils,
watercolors.  She does portraits of Native American people, animals and
landscapes, that kind of thing.”
    “And what’s your opinion of Ireland, Willow?”
asked Kelleigh while she leaned over me, hitting Quinn and motioning for him to
go to the door.  Quinn looked at her with a puzzled expression, but she
just hit him again and pointed.  He then nodded knowingly and crept to the
closed door.
    “Don’t worry, Willow,” whispered Kelleigh, “just a
precaution.”  She watched Quinn as he put his ear to the door,
listening–for what? I had no idea.  He turned to Kelleigh and nodded, then
came back to us on the