At that moment, Brendan felt his heart wrench in pain violently for no apparent reason.

He felt an ineffable anger surge into his head and could not help holding Deirdre’s wrist. “Deirdre? Why are you here?” he asked in rage.

Deirdre opened her eyelids ever so slightly and jerked back from unconsciousness to reality by the pain in her wrist. She listened to Brendan’s query and found his remark taunting. Her lips moved when she said, “Where else can I be if not here? Didn’t you make me come her