Chapter 121

**Ronan**

By the time we pull into the driveway, the sunlight’s started bleeding across the roof beams, turning the exposed timber gold. The house looks like hell and home all at once, half its bones showing, scaffolding still hugging the southern wall, but standing solid. The crews did good work; Pa must’ve been breathing down their necks. Gravel crunches under the tyres as I park. The moment the